But in come canine Paradise
Your wraith, I know, rebukes the moon,
And quarters every plain and hill,
Seeking its master. . . . As for me
This prayer at least the gods fulfill
That when I pass the flood and see
Old Charon by Stygian coast
Take toll of all the shades who land,
Your little, faithful barking ghost
May leap to lick my phantom hand.
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A dog teaches a boy fidelity, perseverance, and to turn around three times before lying down.
A dog teaches a boy fidelity, perseverance, and to turn around three times before lying down.
If it wasn't for dogs, some people would never go for a walk.
If it wasn't for dogs, some people would never go for a walk.
I have a dog of Blenheim birth,
With fine long ears and full of mirth;
And sometimes, read more
I have a dog of Blenheim birth,
With fine long ears and full of mirth;
And sometimes, running o'er the plain,
He tumbles on his nose:
But quickly jumping up again,
Like lightning on he goes!
If you are a dog and your owner suggests that you wear a sweater. . . suggest that he wear read more
If you are a dog and your owner suggests that you wear a sweater. . . suggest that he wear a tail.
It is nought good a sleeping hound wake.
It is nought good a sleeping hound wake.
To be, contents his natural desire,
He asks no angel's wing, no seraph's fire;
But thinks, admitted read more
To be, contents his natural desire,
He asks no angel's wing, no seraph's fire;
But thinks, admitted to that equal sky,
His faithful dog shall bear him company.
Go wiser thou! and in thy scale of sense
Weigh thy opinion against Providence.
Every dog has his day - but the nights are reserved for the cats
Every dog has his day - but the nights are reserved for the cats
Dogs have given us their absolute all. We are the center of their universe, we are the focus of their read more
Dogs have given us their absolute all. We are the center of their universe, we are the focus of their love and faith and trust. They serve us in return for scraps. It is without a doubt the best deal man has ever made.
We are two travellers, Roger and I.
Roger's my dog--come here, you scamp!
Jump for the gentleman--mind read more
We are two travellers, Roger and I.
Roger's my dog--come here, you scamp!
Jump for the gentleman--mind your eye!
Over the table,--look out for the lamp!
The rogue is growing a little old;
Five years we've tramped through wind and weather,
And slept out-doors when nights were cold,
And ate and drank and starved together.
