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There is probably nothing more sincere than the words engraved on a tombstone or other monument. Here are some examples of how a Newf has made a very special impression.

Some like this one reflect the sentiment of an individual person. Crusoe was buried on an island in Northwest England, United Kingdom.

The inscription reads:

In memory of Crusoe noble Newfoundland dog who for twelve years was the faithful follower of AJH Le Fleming. Born at Weston Super Mare, September 1859 died at Rydal Hall 1870.

Others like the following reflect the reverence of a nation, in this case the United States of America:
Of course the ultimate tribute to a Newfoundland dog came from Lord Byron inscribed on the monument for his first Newf, Boatswain. The first 12 lines are well known to most in the Newf fancy but here is the entire poem. Originally Byron had planned to use just the last two lines for the inscription but the entire eulogy actually appears on the monument.

Near this Spot
are deposited the Remains of one
who possessed Beauty without Vanity,
Strength without Insolence,
Courage without Ferocity,
and all the virtues of Man without his Vices.

This praise, which would be unmeaning Flattery
if inscribed over human Ashes,
is but a just tribute to the Memory of
BOATSWAIN, a DOG,
who was born in Newfoundland May 1803
and died at Newstead Nov. 18, 1808.

When some proud Son of Man returns to Earth,
Unknown by Glory, but upheld by Birth,
The sculptor’s art exhausts the pomp of woe,
And storied urns record who rests below.
When all is done, upon the Tomb is seen,
Not what he was, but what he should have been.

But the poor Dog, in life the firmest friend,
The first to welcome, foremost to defend,
Whose honest heart is still his Master’s own,
Who labours, fights, lives, breathes for him alone,
Unhonoured falls, unnoticed all his worth,
Denied in heaven the Soul he held on earth –
While man, vain insect! hopes to be forgiven,
And claims himself a sole exclusive heaven.

Oh man! thou feeble tenant of an hour,
Debased by slavery, or corrupt by power –
Who knows thee well must quit thee with disgust,
Degraded mass of animated dust!
Thy love is lust, thy friendship all a cheat,
Thy tongue hypocrisy, thy words deceit!

By nature vile, ennobled but by name,
Each kindred brute might bid thee blush for shame.
Ye, who perchance behold this simple urn,
Pass on – it honors none you wish to mourn.
To mark a friend’s remains these stones arise;
I never knew but one – and here he lies.

Peter Maniate has been writing columns for the Newf News, the magazine of the Newfoundland Dog Club of Canada, since 1979.  In 1996 he started writing a Newfoundland dog column in the Breedlines section of Dogs in Canada magazine on behalf of the Newfoundland Dog Club of Canada.  When Dogs in Canada ceased publication at the end of 2011 he continued the Breedlines column in the Newf Newfs.

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Newf News

November/December 2016