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Histories are more full of examples of the fidelity of dogs than
of friends.
Histories are more full of examples of the fidelity of dogs than
of friends.
Whosoever loveth me loveth my hound.
Whosoever loveth me loveth my hound.
It is bad to awaken a sleeping dog.
[It., Il fait mal eveiller le chien qu dort.]
It is bad to awaken a sleeping dog.
[It., Il fait mal eveiller le chien qu dort.]
Old dog Tray's ever faithful;
Grief can not drive him away;
He is gentle, he is kind--
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Old dog Tray's ever faithful;
Grief can not drive him away;
He is gentle, he is kind--
I shall never, never find
A better friend than old dog Tray!
For to him that is joined to all the living there is hope: for a
living dog is better read more
For to him that is joined to all the living there is hope: for a
living dog is better than a dead lion.
The cowardly dog barks more violently than it bites.
[Lat., Canis timidus vehementius latrat quam mordet.]
The cowardly dog barks more violently than it bites.
[Lat., Canis timidus vehementius latrat quam mordet.]
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.
There is no faith which has never yet been broken except that of a truly faithful dog.
There is no faith which has never yet been broken except that of a truly faithful dog.
But in come canine Paradise
Your wraith, I know, rebukes the moon,
And quarters every plain and read more
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.