Answer to a Dog's Invitation

Faithfullest of a a faithful race,
Plainly I read it in thy face
Thou wishest me to mount the stairs
And leave behind me all my cares.

No ; I shall never see again
Her who now sails across the main ;

Nor wilt thou ever, as before.

Rear two white feet against her door.

Therefor do thou nor whine nor roam.

But rest thee and curl round at home.