Collected Poems of Alice Meynell

Collected Poems of Alice Meynell

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Collected Poems of Alice Meynell

Collected Poems of Alice Meynell

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She walks—the lady of my delight—
        A shepherdess of sheep.
Her flocks are thoughts. She keeps them
        white;
        She guards them from the steep;
She feeds them on the fragrant height,
        And folds them in for sleep.

She roams maternal hills and bright,
        Dark valleys safe and deep.
Into that tender breast at night
        The chastest stars may peep.
She walks—the lady of my delight—
        A shepherdess of sheep.

She holds her little thoughts in sight,
        Though gay they run and leap.
She is so circumspect and right;
        She has her soul to keep.
She walks—the lady of my delight—
        A shepherdess of sheep.

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