A LAMENT 181 



master got up early and buried the two dear dogs, 

 in a place I had previously pointed out to him, 

 straight in my daily walk under the Frangipanni 

 tree. A tiny headstone will mark the spot where 

 lie, in one little grave, the two friends who never 

 harmed a human being ; but who, together, battled 

 with enemies of every kind jackals, langours, 

 civet cats, rats, pariahs, geckos, and cobras and 

 met their tragic end together in killing their 

 mistress's greatest foe. 



" The day is done, and the darkness 

 Falls from the wings of night, 

 As a feather is wafted downward 

 From an eagle in his flight. 



" And the night shall be filled with music, 

 And the cares that infest the day 

 Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, 

 And as silently steal away." 



LONGFELLOW. 



