The Monarch saw the gambols flag, And bade let loose a gallant stag, Whose pride, the holiday to crown, Two favorite greyhounds should pull down, That venison free, and Bordeaux wi...
It's wonderful dogs they're breeding now: Small as a flea or large as a cow; But my old lad Tim he'll never be bet By any dog that ever he met. "Come on," says he, "for I'm not kil...
Now that no shrill hunting horn Can arouse me at the morn, Deaf I lie the long day through, Dreaming firelight dreams of you; Waiting, patient through it all, Till the greater Hunt...
Hang garlands on the bathroom door; Let all the passages be spruce; For, lo, the victim comes once more, And, ah, he struggles like the deuce! Bring soaps of many scented sorts; Le...
I am quite sure he thinks that I am God-- Since He is God on whom each one depends For life, and all things that His bounty sends-- My dear old dog, most constant of all friends; N...
Little lad, little lad, and who's for an airing, Who's for the river and who's for a run; Four little pads to go fitfully faring, Looking for trouble and calling it fun? Down in th...
You were a dog, Frances, a dog, And I was just a man. The Universal Plan,-- Well, 'twould have lacked something Had it lacked you. Somehow you fitted in like a far star Where the v...
At the kennel where they bred you they were raising fancy pets, Yellow didn't matter, so the blood was blue. But the Red Gods mixed a medicine that cancelled all their bets-- Make...
(A collie, for nine years our friend) Old friend, your place is empty now. No more Shall we obey the imperious deep-mouthed call That begged the instant freedom of our hall. We sha...
He's just plain yellow: no "blue-ribbon" breed. In disposition--well, a trifle gruff Outside his "tried and true." His coat is rough. To bark at night and sleep by day, his creed....
Four years!--and didst thou stay above The ground, which hides thee now, but four? And all that life, and all that love, Were crowded, Geist! into no more? Only four years those wi...
I own a dog who is a gentleman; By birth most surely, since the creature can Boast of a pedigree the like of which Holds not a Howard or a Metternich. By breeding. Since the walks...
"No good thing comes from out of Kaiserland," Says Phyllis; but beside the fire I note One Wilhelm, sleek in tawny gold of coat, Most satin-smooth to the caresser's hand. A velvet...
Rufus, a bright New Year! A savoury stew, Bones, broth and biscuits, is prepared for you. See how it steams in your enamelled dish, Mixed in each part according to your wish. Hide...
Well, Roger, my dear old doggie, they say that your race is run; And our jolly tramps together up and down the world are done; You're only a dog, old fellow, a dog, and you've had...
Over the roofs of the houses I hear the barking of Leo-- Leo the shaggy, the lustrous, the giant, the gentle Newfoundland. Dark are his eyes as the night, and black is his hair as...
Davy, her knight, her dear, was dead: Low in dust was the silken head. "Isn't there heaven," (She was but seven) "Isn't there" (sobbing) "for dogs?" she said. "Man is immortal, sag...
Lowly the soul that waits At the white, celestial gates, A threshold soul to greet Beloved feet. Down the streets that are beams of sun Cherubim children run; They welcome it from...
1903-1913 Here lies a little dog who now Asks nothing more of man's goodwill Than the grey stone that tells you how She loved the friends who love her still. Sir Walter Scott's tra...
"Your invitation, sir, to dine With you to-night I must decline Because to-day I lost a friend-- A friend long known and loved;" thus penned The good Sir Walter, aptly named The Wi...
By rules of fitness and of tense, By all old canine precedents, Oh, Adult Dog, the time is up When I may fondly call you Pup. The years have sped since first you stood In straddle-...
Sir Bat-ears was a dog of birth And bred in Aberdeen, But he favoured not his noble kin And so his lot is mean, And Sir Bat-ears sits by the almshouses On the stones with grass bet...
"My little rough dog and I Live a life that is rather rare. We have so many good walks to take And so few hard things to bear; So much that gladdens and recreates, So little of wea...
If, through some wondrous miracle of grace, To the Celestial City I might win, And find upon the golden pavement place, The gates of pearl within; In some sweet pausing of the immo...
Crib, on your grave beneath the chestnut boughs To-day no fragrance falls nor summer air, Only a master's love who laid you there Perchance may warm the earth 'neath which you drow...
... "In life the firmest friend, The first to welcome, foremost to defend, Whose honest heart is still his master's own, Who labours, fights, lives, breathes for him alone." "Near...
O jewel of my heart, I sing your praise, Though you who are, alas! of middle age Have never been to school, and cannot read The weary printed page. I sing your eyes, two pools in s...
There is sorrow enough in the natural way From men and women to fill our day; But when we are certain of sorrow in store, Why do we always arrange for more? Brothers and sisters, I...
The Squire sat propped in a pillowed chair, His eyes were alive and clear of care, But well he knew that the hour was come To bid good-bye to his ancient home. He looked on garden,...
Dear dog, that seems to stand and gravely brood Upon the broad veranda of our home With soulful eyes that gaze into the gloam-- With speaking tail that registers thy mood,-- Men sa...