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TO MY DOG BLANCO

BY J. G. HOLLAND

 
My dear dumb friend, low lying there,
     A willing vassal at my feet;
Glad partner of my home and fare,
     My shadow in the street;
 
I look into your great brown eyes,
     Where love and loyal homage shine,
And wonder where the difference lies
     Between your soul and mine!
· · · · · · · · 
I scan the whole broad earth around
     For that one heart which, leal and true,
Bears friendship without end or bound,
     And find the prize in you.
· · · · · · · · 
Ah, Blanco! did I worship God
     As truly as you worship me,
Or follow where my Master trod
     With your humility: