Framed Drawing

54 x 76 cm

Dry Pastel

Source poem: The twa dogs

Text: the first I’ll name, they ca’d him Caesar

Was kept for his Honors pleasure

His hair, his size, his mouth, his lugs,

Shew’d he was nane o Scotland’s dogs;

But whalpit some place far abroad,

Whare sailors gang to fish for cod.

His lock’d letter’d braw brass collar

Shew’d him the gentleman and scholar