"Beasts can neither feel nor suffer;"
So said Descartes long ago—
And the angels of dumb creatures
Wept that men should judge them so.
For they knew what depths of feeling
Through the dumb creation ran;
Yea, that beasts have died for sorrow,
Even for misjudging man.
Yesterday mankind repented:
Now for joy the angels sing;
For a dog was led as mourner
At the funeral of a King.
-- The poet, Annie Ashley, was writing about King Edward VII's wire fox terrier Caesar, who did indeed walk as chief mourner in his master's funeral procession. Poem found in The Friendly Dog: an Anthology, J. Parson, ed.(London, K. Paul, Trench, Trübner & Co., 1912), p. 63.