Lord Orrery's Hector

Stranger, behold the mighty Hector's tomb!
See to what end both dogs and Heroes come!
These are the honours by his Master paid
To Hector's Manes and lamented shade.
Nor Words nor Honours can enough commend
The social dog—nay, more—the Faithful Friend.
From Nature all his principles he drew:
By nature faithful, vigilant, and true.
His looks and voice his inward thoughts expressed,
He growled in anger, and in love caressed.
No human falsehood lurked beneath his heart:
Brave without boasting, gen'rous without art.
When Hector's virtues Man, proud Man! displays,
Truth shall adorn his tomb with Hector's praise.
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