Ballads for little folk . Old Ajax was a faithful dog, Of the best and bravest sort ;And we made a friend and pet of him, And called him Jax, for served us well for many a year, But at last there came a dayWhen, a superannuated dog, In the sun he idly lay. And though as kindly as before He still was housed and fed,We brought a younger, sprightlier dog For service in his Jax ! he knew and felt it all, As well as you or I ;He laid his head on his trembling paws, And his whine was like a cry. And then he rose : he would not stayNear where the intruder stayed ; He took the othe
Ballads for little folk . Old Ajax was a faithful dog, Of the best and bravest sort ;And we made a friend and pet of him, And called him Jax, for served us well for many a year, But at last there came a dayWhen, a superannuated dog, In the sun he idly lay. And though as kindly as before He still was housed and fed,We brought a younger, sprightlier dog For service in his Jax ! he knew and felt it all, As well as you or I ;He laid his head on his trembling paws, And his whine was like a cry. And then he rose : he would not stayNear where the intruder stayed ; He took the other side of the house,Though that was in the shade. And he never answered when we called,He would not touch his bone; Ajax. 173 Tvvas more than he could bear to haveA rival near his throne. We tried to soothe his wounded pride By every kindly art ;But if ever creature did, poor Jax Died of a broken ! he would not learn the truth, He was not still a pup ;That every dog must have his day, And then must give it up !.
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