Histories are more full of the examples of the fidelity of dogs than of friends.

Histories are more full of examples of the fidelity of dogs than of friends.

I am his Highness' dog at Kew; Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you?

To be, contents his natural desire, He asks no angel's wing, no seraph's fire; But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company. Go wiser thou! and in thy scale of sense Weigh thy opinion against Providence.

I am his Highness' dog at Kew;
Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you?

I don't believe man is woman's natural enemy. Perhaps his lawyer is.