There vain, the Sheep-dog to depict in verse, In doggerel rhyme, his merits to rehearse ; Known in all regions, by a foreign name, Distinct his origin, his use the same. Of varied caste, of different form and size, But ever honest, vigilant and wise ; On Grampion hills, on Alps or Pyrenee, A matchless hound, of doubtful pedigree. Unlike his brethren, born to lounge at ease, Raised on the mountain, nurtured in the breeze, The truthful index of his master's eye, With him alone, content to live and die. On boundless plain or thickly crowded street, The faithful Cully, with his troop we meet ; With speaking gesture and expression firm, Directs each movement, dictates every turn. Inured to hardship, dreads nor cold nor storm, The sleepless sentinel, his flock to warn ; Unseen, alone, his midnight watch to keep, The bribeless guardian of the helpless sheep. Gentle his sway, yet stern his strict command, He guides unerringly his fleecy band ; No truant lamb evades his watchful eye, Nor dares his sovereign generalship defy.

Scotch Shepherd Dog