William Blake - The shepherd
March 27th 2008 04:47
Poetry of William Blake
THE SHEPHERD
How sweet is the shepherd's sweet lot!
From the morn to the evening he strays;
He shall follow his sheep all the day,
And his tongue shall be filled with praise.
And he hears the ewes' tender reply;
He is watchful while they are in peace,
For they know when their shepherd is nigh.
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I was a bit worried that you'd blink and miss it.