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BROKEN HEARTS by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES

Poet Analysis

First Line: MY DOG CREEPS INTO MY SHADOWED FORM
Last Line: IT NEVER KNEW ITS MASTER WAS A KING.
Subject(s): DEATH; LOVE - LOSS OF; DEAD, THE;
My dog creeps into my shadowed form,
And takes my foot to rest his head;
It is his love of me, I know,
That warms his cold, hard bed.
Women have died of broken hearts,
And men have reached the same disaster;
But the likeliest thing to die is a dog
That waits for its dead Master.
The King is dead, by millions mourned,
That bared their heads, or wept, or sighed;
The dog, that waited for him in vain,
Has broken its heart, and died.
So end two lives, and one so small a thing —
It never knew its Master was a King.



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