XI. My Beagle Runs to Thee Love XI. My Beagle Runs to Thee April 8, 2017April 8, 2017 benwdaltonAsideLeave a comment XI. My beagle runs to thee: Black flea, wilt welcome me? My beagle waits reply. Oh, flea, bite graciously! I’ll fetch thee skin From spotted shins,— Stay, flea, Bite me! — The riparian original.