I wrote this for Caesar, a magnificent and dignified Giant Schnauzer , beloved dog of my good friends Karl and Michael. I only met him once, late in his life, at a vet school event, where he comported himself imperially.

Funeral Oration for CAESAR

a Giant Schnauzer

by Pam Green , © 2017

(with a little help from Shakespeare)

Friends, humans, vet students, lend me your ears :   

I come to bury Caesar and to praise him.   
The good deeds that dogs do live after them;   
The mischiefs are interred with their bones;   
So let it be with Caesar !   

The noble Karl hath told you that Caesar could be stubborn ;   
If so , it were a Schnauzer attribute.   
Here under leave of Michael and of Karl,   
Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral.   
He was their friend, faithful and just to them.   
If Karl has said he was assertive,   
Assertion is a Schnauzer attribute.   
He hath brought divers mischiefs to their home,   
With look of innocence and upturned eyes ;   
Did this in Caesar seem contrition?   
We all did see that on Thanksgiving Day   
They thrice did offer him some turkey meat,   
Which he did not refuse, a good nutrition.   
When they did study late, Caesar hath slept,   
Rolled on his back, not in submission.   

They loved him fourteen years, not without cause ;   
And cause they have indeed to mourn him now !   
Enjoyment, thou art dead with this dear beast,   
And sorrow is in season. Bear with me;   
My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar,   
And I must pause till it return to me.   

If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.   
For Karl as we well know was Caesar's angel;   
And Michael likewise Caesar's angel too;   
Judge, O you gods, how Caesar loved them !   
And well they loved him back, as was his due.   
So in his time of need, they did not fail him,   
But gave him peace with mercy and with grace.   

I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts:   
I am no orator, our Caesar's praise to sing;   
For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth,   
Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech,   
To stir men's blood: I only speak right on;   
I tell you that which you yourselves do know;   
Here was a Caesar ! There comes not such another.   
This was the noblest Schnauzer of them all !   
His life was gentle, and the elements   
So mixed in him that Nature might stand up   
And say to all the world "This was a dog !"




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