Irene: a poem, in six cantos: miscellaneous poems

XXXV.

	I've heard on Teviot of a shepherd's dog
	Outlaw'd for sheep-stealing, whose talents quite
	Defied the power of collar, chain, or clog,
	To keep him in his master's yard at night.
	He did not kill his victims, but would bite
	A morsel of their hearts, and drink their blood;
	Then scour away to let them die outright
	As much at leisure as they pleas'd or could,
	Till he got shot, a fate much for the brute too good.

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Title: Irene, a Poem, in Six Cantos
By:  Northampton, Margaret Clephane Compton, d. 1830, creator, British Women Romantic Poets Project
Date: 2001 (issued)
Contributing Institution: University of California, Davis. General Library. Digital Intitiatives Program.; http://digital.lib.ucdavis.edu/projects/bwrp
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