Charm'd with the sight, The world, I cried, 

 Shall hear of this thy deed : 

 My dog shall mortify the pride 

 Of man's superior breed : 



But chief myself I will enjoin, 

 Awake at duty's call, 

 To shew a love as prompt as thine 

 To Him who gives me all. 



William Cowper. 



Epitaph on Fop, a Dog belonging to Lady 

 Throckmorton ^> ^> ^> <o 



(August 1792) 



'"T^HOUGH once a puppy, and though Fop by 

 ■*■ name, 



Here moulders one whose bones some honour 



claim ; 

 No sycophant, although of spaniel race, 

 And though no hound, a martyr to the chase. 



Ye squirrels, rabbits, leverets, rejoice ! 

 Your haunts no longer echo to his voice ; 

 This record of his fate exulting view, 

 He died worn out with vain pursuit of you. 

 " Yes," — the indignant shade of Fop replies — 

 "And worn with vain pursuit, man also dies." 



William Cowper. 

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