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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.  The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes.  1917.
 
Epitaph on a Favorite Hunting-Dog
By Petronius (c. 27–66) (attributed)
 
Translation of Harriet Waters Preston

NATIVE of Gaul was I, and the name they gave me was Cockle,
  After a white sea-shell. I was beautiful too,
Ay, and brave! I would scour the darkest depths of the forest,
  Or upon desolate hill startle the quarry hirsute.
Never was need at all of ugly chains to withhold me,        5
  Never an insolent lash wounded my snowy skin;
Softly I used to lie in the lap of my lord or my lady,
  Or on the high state bed, when I came panting home.
Even my bark, men said, awoke no terror insensate:
  Only a poor dumb beast, yet with a speech of my own!        10
Nevertheless the doom ordained from my birthday o’ertook me,
  Wherefore I sleep in earth under this tiny stone.
 
 
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