Well, I am assuming PeterT has flown the coop for a week as threatened. I shall try to live up to his standards! here goes:

A dog starv'd at his master's gate
Predicts the ruin of the State
A horse misus'd upon the road
Calls to Heaven for human blood.
Each outcry of the hunted hare
A fibre from the brain does tear,
A skylark wounded in the wing,
A cherubim does cease to sing.

William Blake