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The Poems of William Blake

THE SHEPHERD

How sweet is the Shepherd's sweet lot!

From the morn to the evening he stays;

He shall follow his sheep all the day,

And his tongue shall be filled with praise.

For he hears the lambs' innocent call,

And he hears the ewes' tender reply;

He is watching while they are in peace,

For they know when their Shepherd is nigh.

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