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39750	nan	To Your Dog and to My Dog			.txt	text/plain	9163	905	96	only a few to my friends, the Dogs, and I have left many blank half "Bury the dog at my feet," he said, They must take the dog from his master's grave. you 've given your heart to a dog to tear._ Old dog, content you; Rufus, have no fear: He'd scorn to leave my little dog behind. Would God be wasting a dog like Tim? Oh yes I know, you were a dog, but I was just a man. That's right, my dear old fellow, look up with your knowing eye, And say: "Old Roger is at the gate, with his heart brim full of love; Sir Bat-ears was a dog of birth My dear old dog, most constant of all friends; "I lost a much-loved friend to-day!" Their little friend, the dusky dog, AN OLD DOG AN OLD DOG Will the soul of a Little Black Dog despair?	./cache/39750.txt	./txt/39750.txt