Yes, Max and we grew slow and sad;
But Kai, a tireless shepherd-lad,
Teeming with plans, alert, and glad 45
    In work or play,
Like sunshine went and came, and bade
    Live out the day!

Still, still I see the figure smart—­
Trophy in mouth, agog deg. to start, deg.50
Then, home return’d, once more depart;
    Or prest together
Against thy mistress, loving heart,
    In winter weather.

I see the tail, like bracelet twirl’d, 55
In moments of disgrace uncurl’d,
Then at a pardoning word re-furl’d,
    A conquering sign;
Crying, “Come on, and range the world,
    And never pine.” 60

Thine eye was bright, thy coat it shone;
Thou hast thine errands, off and on;
In joy thy last morn flew; anon,
    A fit!  All’s over;
And thou art gone where Geist deg. hath gone, deg.65
   And Toss, and Rover.

Poor Max, with downcast, reverent head,
Regards his brother’s form outspread;
Full well Max knows the friend is dead
    Whose cordial talk, 70
And jokes in doggish language said,
    Beguiled his walk.

And Glory, stretch’d at Burwood gate,
Thy passing by doth vainly wait;
And jealous Jock, thy only hate, 75
    The chiel deg. from Skye, deg. deg.76
Lets from his shaggy Highland pate
    Thy memory die.

Well, fetch his graven collar fine,
And rub the steel, and make it shine, 80
And leave it round thy neck to twine,
    Kai, in thy grave. 
There of thy master keep that sign,
    And this plain stave.

THE LAST WORD deg.

Creep into thy narrow bed,
Creep, and let no more be said! 
Vain thy onset! all stands fast. 
Thou thyself must break at last.

Let the long contention cease! 5
Geese are swans, and swans are geese. 
Let them have it how they will! 
Thou art tired; best be still.

They out-talk’d thee, hiss’d thee, tore thee? 
Better men fared thus before thee; 10
Fired their ringing shot and pass’d,
Hotly charged—­and sank at last.

Charge once more, then, and be dumb! 
Let the victors, when they come,
When the forts of folly fall, 15
Find thy body by the wall!

PALLADIUM deg.

Set where the upper streams of Simois deg. flow deg.1
Was the Palladium, high ’mid rock and wood;
And Hector deg. was in Ilium deg. far below, deg.3
And fought, and saw it not—­but there it stood!