Loving friend, t of one

        rue faith has run

        ture,

        Be my beion said

        ithy head,

        Gentle felloure!

        Like a ladys ris brown,

        Flohy silken ears adown

        Either side demurely

        Of ted breast

        S from all t

        Of thy body purely.

        Darkly brohy body is,

        till triking this

        Alcs dullness,

        he sleek curls manifold

        Flaso gold

        ith a burnished fulness.

        Underroking hand,

        Startled eyes of hazel bland

        Kindling, growing larger,

        Up t h a spring,

        Full of prank and curveting,

        Leaping like a charger.

        Leap! tail ,

        Leap! t are bright,

        opied in fringes;

        Leap! tasselled ears of thine

        Flicker strangely, fair and fine

        Dolden inches

        Yet, my pretty, sportive friend,

        Little ist to su end

        t I praise thy rareness;

        Othy peers

        hese drooping ears

        And this glossy fairness.

        But of t shall be said,

        tched beside a bed

        Day and night unweary,

        ated room

        he gloom

        Round the sid dreary.

        Roses, gathered for a vase,

        In t chamber died apace,

        Beam and breeze resigning;

        ted on,

        Kno w is gone

        Love remains for shining.

        Othymy dew

        tracked through

        Sunny moor or meadow;

        t and crept

        a languid c slept,

        She shadow.

        s of loyal cheer

        Bou tle clear,

        Up the woodside hieing;

        tched in reach

        Of a faintly uttered speech

        Or a lhing.

        And if one or tears

        Dropped upon his glossy ears

        Or a sigh came double,

        Up e,

        Fa,

        In a terouble.

        And tisfied

        If a pale thin hand would glide

        Down his des sloping, --

        hin,

        After, -- platf his

        On t open.

        this dog, if a friendly voice

        Call o blither choice

        than such chamber-keeping,

        e out! praying from the door, --

        Presseth backward as before,

        Up against me leaping.

        to this dog will I,

        tenderly not sfully,

        Render praise and favor:

        ith my hand upon his head,

        Is my beion said

        therefore and for ever.

        And because he loves me so,

        Better than his kind will do

        Often man or woman,

        Give I back more love again

        ten take of men,

        Leaning from my human.

        Blessings on thee, dog of mine,

        Pretty collars make thee fine,

        Sugared milk make fat thee!

        Pleasures ail,

        le motion fail

        Nevermore, to pat thee

        Doake thy head,

        Silken coverlid bestead,

        Sunshy sleeping!

        No flys buzzing hee up,

        No mahy purple cup

        Set for drinking deep in.

        s arointed flee,

        Sturdy stoppers keep from thee

        Cologne distillations;

        Nuts lie in tones,

        And t-day macaroons

        turn to daily rations!

        Mock I thee, in wishing weal? --

        tears are in my eyes to feel

        t made so straitly,

        Blessing needs must straiten too, --

        Little st thou joy or do,

        t greatly.

        Yet be blessed to t

        Of all good and all delight

        Pervious to ture;

        Only loved beyond t line,

        it anshine,

        Loving felloure!
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