When she is dead I know you'll buy another Queen- Giving a county for her, gaining a duchy with her- And put me to wet nursing, Leashing me with the thralls.
"Georgian Poetry 1913-15"
Edited by E. M. (Sir Edward Howard Marsh)
Joy-of-Life thereafter insisted on Leashing him at night in the lower hall, where we would spread out for him the Thunder-and-Lightning Rug, an embarrassing gift for which we had never before been able to find a use.
"Sigurd Our Golden Collie and Other Comrades of the Road"
Katharine Lee Bates