What Seeks He There? 



What seeks he there? 

 That noble "Landseer 11 Newfoundland. 

 Is it obedience to command 

 That, all unflagging, makes him stand 



On the wind-swept shore so bleak and bare? 



What seeks he there? 

 With wistful eyes, twin wells of woe, 

 With mournful whine so sad and low, 

 With sentinel tramping to and fro, 



On the wind-swept shore so bleak and bare? 



What seeks he there? 

 When halting on his lonesome beat, 

 He scratches still with bleeding feet, 

 Where heaping ice and water meet, 



On the wind-swept shore so bleak and bare? 



What seeks he there? 

 E'en when his faltering footsteps fail 

 To longer mark his bloody trail, 

 He crouches down with anguished wail, 



On the wind-swept shore so bleak and bare. 



What seeks he there? 

 It is not food, for proffered meats 

 With no responsh e wag he greets, 

 But every action search entreats, 



On the wind-swept shore so bleak and bare. 



What seeks he there? 

 Is it his master whelmed in the tide, 

 That piling ice blocks ruthlessly hide? 

 Is it for him that he watched and died 



On that wind-swept shore so bleak and bare? 



Again, who has not read that touching reference 

 to the dog so often reprinted, as follows; and 

 which is well known to have been founded on facts. 



He has strained the rope which bound him, and at last has 



broken free 



Too late! for there the steamer bears his master out to sea. 

 He is but a dog, and yet he has the yearnings of his kind, 

 And his heart is fairly breaking, that he is left behind. 



With an effort he might reach him, if he struggles with a will; 

 The master has forgotten, but the dog remembers still, 

 Plunge, the way is long and weary, and the distance grows 



more wide, 

 But he has one hope to guide him, just to reach his master's 



side. 



Struggling, ever struggling onward, though the water beats 



him back, 

 Struggling while his heart is failing, in the steamer.s silver 



track ; 

 Struggling with a last vain effort; struggling till his strength 



is gone; 

 So the blue waves close over him, and the twilight hastens on. 



