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First Line: My dog creeps into my shadowed form
Last Line: It never knew its master was a king.
Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H.
Subject(s): Death; Love - Loss Of; Dead, The


My dog creeps into my shadowed form,
And takes my foot to rest his head;
It is his love of me, I know,
That warms his cold, hard bed.
Women have died of broken hearts,
And men have reached the same disaster;
But the likeliest thing to die is a dog
That waits for its dead Master.
The King is dead, by millions mourned,
That bared their heads, or wept, or sighed;
The dog, that waited for him in vain,
Has broken its heart, and died.
So end two lives, and one so small a thing —
It never knew its Master was a King.





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