To an Insect
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- I LOVE to hear thine earnest voice,
- Wherever thou art hid,
- Thou testy little dogmatist,
- Thou pretty Katydid
- Thou mindest me of gentlefolks,--
- Old gentlefolks are they,--
- Thou say'st an undisputed thing
- In such a solemn way.
- Thou art a female, Katydid
- I know it by the trill
- That quivers through thy piercing notes,
- So petulant and shrill;
- I think there is a knot of you
- Beneath the hollow tree,--
- A knot of spinster Katydids,---
- Do Katydids drink tea?
- Oh tell me where did Katy live,
- And what did Katy do?
- And was she very fair and young,
- And yet so wicked, too?
- Did Katy love a naughty man,
- Or kiss more cheeks than one?
- I warrant Katy did no more
- Than many a Kate has done.
- Dear me! I'll tell you all about
- My fuss with little Jane,
- And Ann, with whom I used to walk
- So often down the lane,
- And all that tore their locks of black,
- Or wet their eyes of blue,--
- Pray tell me, sweetest Katydid,
- What did poor Katy do?
- Ah no! the living oak shall crash,
- That stood for ages still,
- The rock shall rend its mossy base
- And thunder down the hill,
- Before the little Katydid
- Shall add one word, to tell
- The mystic story of the maid
- Whose name she knows so well.
- Peace to the ever-murmuring race!
- And when the latest one
- Shall fold in death her feeble wings
- Beneath the autumn sun,
- Then shall she raise her fainting voice,
- And lift her drooping lid,
- And then the child of future years
- Shall hear what Katy did.
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