On James' favouritest creature:

Vengeance, I ask and cry,
By way of exclamation,
On all the whole nation,
Of cattes wild and tame:
God send them sorrow and shame!
That cat specially
That slew so cruelly
My pretty little sparrow
That I brought up at Carrow!
O cat of churlish kind,
The fiend was in thy mind
So traitorously my bird to kill
That never owned thee evil will!
- "Jane Scroop (Her Lament for Philip Sparrow)"