Together in this grave lie Benjamin Painter, attorney at law, <br />And Nig, his dog, constant companion, solace and friend. <br />Down the grey road, friends, children, men and women, <br />Passing one by one out of life, left me till I was alone <br />With Nig for partner, bed fellow, comrade in drink. <br />In the morning of life I knew aspiration and saw glory. <br />Then she, who survives me, snared my soul <br />With a snare which bled me to death, <br />Till I, once strong of sill, lay broken, indifferent, <br />Living with Nig in a room back of a dingy office. <br />Under my jaw-bone is snuggled the bony nose of Nig-- <br />Our story is lost in silence. Go by, mad world!<br /><br />Edgar Lee Masters<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/benjamin-painter/
