Somewhat inclement to the poor, 

 Suspecting each for evil-doer, 

 But hearing reason when I spoke, 

 And letting go the ragged cloak. 

 Thee dared I : but I never dard 

 To drive the pauper from the yard. 



Walter Savage Landor. 



Answer to a Dog's Invitation ^ ^>- -<o 



"pAITHFULLEST of a faithful race, 



Plainly I read it in thy face 

 Thou wishest me to mount the stairs 

 And leave behind me all my cares. 

 No ; I shall never see again 

 Her who now sails across the main : 

 Xor wilt thou ever, as before, 

 Rear two white feet against her door. 

 Therefore do thou nor whine nor roam, 

 But rest thee and curl round at home. 



Walter Savage Landor. 



Conte a Mon Chien <^> ^> ^ ^> 



/~"*OME, my old Dog ! come hither now, 

 ^— ' And rest thine head upon my knee, 

 And let us talk together : thou 



Math something much at heart I see. 

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