Oliver Goldsmith Dog Quotations

And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree

Sweet was the sound, when oft, at evening's close, Up yonder hill the village murmur rose; There as I passed, with careless steps and slow, The mingling notes came soften'd from below; The swain responsive as the milkmaid sung, The sober herd that low'd to meet their young; The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school; The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made.

The man recovered of the bite, The dog it was that died.

Elegy on the Death of a Mad Dog And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree.

Elegy of the Death of a Mad Dog The dog, to gain some praivate ends, Went mad and bit the man.

The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind.

One should not quarrel with a dog without a reason sufficient to vindicate one through all the courts of morality.