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Hayley.ballads.1805

Hayley.ballads.1805

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Hayley, William, 1745-1820: [from Ballads (1805)]Hayley, William, 1745-1820: [from Ballads (1805)]Bibliographic detailsBibliographic details for the Electronic FileHayley, William, 1745-1820: Ballads (1805)Cambridge 1992Chadwyck-HealeyEnglish Poetry Full-Text Database(c) 1992 Chadwyck-Healey. Do not export or print from this database without checking the CopyrightConditions to see what is permitted. .Bibliographic details for the Source TextHayley, William, 1745-1820(1745-1820) Ballads by William Hayley ... founded on anecdotes relating toanimals, with prints, designed and engraved by William BlakeChichester Printed by J. SeagraveLondonFor Richard Phillips [etc.] 1805212 p.; ill.Preliminaries and introductory matter omitted.Volume[Page 1 ]Hayley, William, 1745-1820: THE DOG.BALLAD THE FIRST. [from Ballads (1805)]1 Of all the speechless friends of man2 The faithful dog I deem3 Deserving from the human clan4 The tenderest esteem:[Page 2 ]5 This feeling creature form'd to love,6 To watch, and to defend,7 Was given to man by powers above,8 A guardian, and a friend!9 I sing, of all e'er known to live10 The truest friend canine;11 And glory if my verse may give,12 Brave Fido! it is thine.
 
13 A dog of many a sportive trick,14 Tho' rough and large of limb.15 Fido would chase the floating stick 16 When Lucy cried, "go swim."[Page 3 ]17 And what command could Lucy give,18 Her dog would not obey?19 For her it seemed his pride to live,20 Blest in her gentle sway!21 For conscious of her every care22 He strain'd each feeling nerve,23 To please that friend, his lady fair 24 Commanded him to serve.25 Of many friends to Lucy dear,26 One rose above the rest;27 Proclaim'd, in glory's bright career,28 The monarch of her breast.[Page 4 ]29 Tender and brave, her Edward came30 To bid his fair adieu;31 To India call'd, in honour's name,32 To honour he was true.33 The farewell rack'd poor Lucy's heart,34 Nor pain'd her lover less;35 And Fido, when he saw them part,36 Seem'd full of their distress.37 Lucy, who thro' her tears descried38 His sympathetic air,39 "Go! with him, Fido!" fondly cried,40 "And make his life thy care!"[Page 5 ]41 The dog her order understood,42 Or seem'd to understand,43 It was his glory to make good44 Affection's kind command.45 How he obeyed;---the price how great46 His brave obedience cost,47 Fancy would faulter to relate,48 In wild conjecture lost.49 But Truth and Love, the upright pair,
 
50 Who witnessed Fido's worth,51 His wond'rous virtue shall declare,52 A lesson to the earth![Page 6 ]53 Not in the battle's gory tide,54 Nor in the stormy seas,55 No! Fido's noble faith was tried56 In scenes of sportive ease.57 Often in India's sultry soil58 To brace the languid limb,59 'Twas Edward's pleasure, after toil,60 To take a fearless swim.61 Bold in a flood he lov'd to leap,62 When full the current flow'd;63 Nor dreamt the water, dark, and deep,64 The crocodile's abode.[Page 7 ]65 And fearless he and Fido oft,66 Along the stream would glide;67 Their custom from the bank aloft68 To vault into the tide!69 But once, when Edward had begun70 To cast his clothes aside,71 Round him his dog would anxious run,72 And much to check him tried.73 So much, that had dumb Fido said74 "Avoid the stream to day!"75 Those words could scarce have plainer made76 What duty wish'd to say.[Page 8 ]77 Edward, too eager to enjoy78 The sport, where danger lay,79 Scolds him for gestures, that annoy,80 And beats his guard away:81 And naked now, and dreaming not82 How cruel was that blow,83 He hurries to the lofty spot,84 In haste to plunge below,85 His faithful friend, with quicker pace,86 And now with silent tongue,87 Out-stript his master in the race,

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