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The Council of Dogs
The Council of Dogs
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    The Council of Dogs - William Roscoe

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    Title: The Council of Dogs

    Author: William Roscoe

    Release Date: March 9, 2010 [eBook #31466]

    Language: English

    Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1

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    FRONTISPIECE.

    The Council.


    THE

    COUNCIL OF DOGS.


    ILLUSTRATED WITH SUITABLE ENGRAVINGS.


    LONDON:

    PRINTED FOR J. HARRIS, SUCCESSOR TO E. NEWBERY, AT THE

    ORIGINAL JUVENILE LIBRARY, THE CORNER OF

    ST. PAUL'S CHURCH-YARD.

    1808.


    H. Bryer, Printer,

    Bridge-Street, Blackfriars.


    THE

    COUNCIL OF DOGS.

    Why a Council of Dogs was convened on the Plain,

    The President Sheep Dog thus rose to explain.—

    "This meeting I call, to complain of misusage

    From the poets, who now a days have a strange usage

    Of leading up Insects and Birds to Parnassus,

    While, without rhyme or reason, unnotic'd they pass us.—

    Declare then those talents by which we may claim

    Some pretensions, I hope, to poetical fame.—

    I boast of whole legions, my voice who obey;

    Without me the Sheep, e'en the Shepherd, might stray—

    But no more of myself—Let each Dog of spirit

    Stand forward and modestly state his own merit.

    But I charge you be gentle, let's hear of no growling,

    No grinning, no snarling, no snapping, no howling."

    The Greyhound first rose, with a spring from his seat,

    Scarcely bending the grass, that grew under his

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