OLD PINCHER.
When I gave to old Dobbin his song and his due,
Apollo, I feared, would look scornfully blue;
I thought he might spurn the low station and blood,
And turn such a Pegasus out of his stud.
Apollo, I feared, would look scornfully blue;
I thought he might spurn the low station and blood,
And turn such a Pegasus out of his stud.
But another "four-footed" comes boldly to claim
His place beside Dobbin for merit and fame;
He shall have it,—for why should I be over nice,
Since Homer immortalized Ilion and—mice?
His place beside Dobbin for merit and fame;
He shall have it,—for why should I be over nice,
Since Homer immortalized Ilion and—mice?
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