[bksvol-discuss] Buff the Collie forward poem
- From: Cindy <popularplace@xxxxxxxxx>
- To: "bksvol-discuss@xxxxxxxxxxxxx" <bksvol-discuss@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Thu, 24 May 2012 13:57:59 -0700 (PDT)
Ignore my last post.
I've found the poem The text is available on google, but hard to read. I've
fixed some words to make sense, but I can see if I can obtain the book
FOREWORD A swirl of gold-and-white and gray and black
Rackety, vibrant, glad with life's hot zest, —
Sunnybank collies, gaily surging pack, —
These are my chums ; the chums that love me best Not chums alone, but
courtiers, zealots, too,— •
Clearwhite of soul, too wise for fraud or sham;
Yet senseless in their worship ever new.
These are the friendly folk whose god I am. A blatant, foolish, stumbling,
purblind god,—*
A pinchbeck idol, clogged with feet of clay!
Yet, eager at my lightest word or nod.
They crave but leave to follow and obey. We humans are so slow to understand!
Swift in our wrath, deaf to the justice-plea^
Meting out punishment with lavish hand!
What, but a dog, would serve such gods as we? Heaven gave them souls, I'm
sure; but dulled the brain,
Lest they should sadden at so brief a span
Of heedless, honest life as they sustain ;
Or doubt the godhead of their master, Man Today a pup; tomorrow at life's
prime;
Then old and fragile; — dead at fourteen years * Pinchbeck, I think is the is
a color: "Pinchbeck" is a form of brass, an alloy of copper and zinc /
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