Introductio ad prudentiam: Part II (1727), Gnomologia (1732)
“What man love me, love my dog.”
Part II, chapter 9
Recorded in the 11th century by Bernard of Clairvaux in one of his sermons as a common proverb.
Proverbs (1546)
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What man, loue me, loue me dog.
Proverbs (1546)
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“Who loves me, loves my dog.”
Qui me amat, amat et canem meam.
In Festo Sancti Michaelis, Sermo 1, sect. 3; translation from Richard Chevenix Trench, Archbishop of Dublin On the Lessons in Proverbs ([1853] 1856) p. 148
Bernard quotes this as being a proverb in common use.
“I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow, than a man swear he loves me.”
Source: Much Ado About Nothing
“I am not a dog lover. A dog lover to me means a dog that is in love with another dog.”
"I Like Dogs", For Men (April 1939); reprinted in People Have More Fun Than Anybody (1994); slightly paraphrased in "And So to Medve", Thurber's Dogs (1955)
From other writings
“I love my dog as much as I love you
But you may fade, my dog will always come through.”
I Love My Dog (1966), his first single, later included on Matthew and Son (1967)
Song lyrics
“The more boys I meet, the more I love my dog.”
From The More Boys I Meet from the album, Carnival Ride (2007). [Misattributed: performer not credited as writer.]
Source: Warsaw Ghetto Memoirs of Janusz Korczak
Modern Love — YouTube video http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xt8vhgGpKu4
Song lyrics, Let's Dance (1983)
Nītiśataka 2
Variant translation from K.M. Joglekar:
That woman about whom I constantly meditate has no affection for me; she, however, yearns after another who is attached to someone else; while a certain woman pines away for me. Fie on her, on him, on the God of Love, on that woman, and on myself.
Śatakatraya
Poems and Ballads (1866-89), The Triumph of Time
Context: The loves and hours of the life of a man,
They are swift and sad, being born of the sea.
Hours that rejoice and regret for a span,
Born with a man's breath, mortal as he;
Loves that are lost ere they come to birth,
Weeds of the wave, without fruit upon earth.
I lose what I long for, save what I can,
My love, my love, and no love for me!