|Author:||cherecoeur [ Mon Oct 26, 2009 5:16 pm ]|
|Post subject:||"The Shepherd in Love" - Pastoral Poem|
"Were Nancy but a rural maid
And I her only swain,
To tend our flocks in rural mead,
and on the verdant plain;
Oh how I'd pipe upon my reed
To please my only maid,
While from all sense of fear we're freed
Beneath an oaken shade.
" When lambkins under hedges bleat,
And clouds do black the sky,
Then to our oaken safe retreat
We'd both together hie:
There I'd repeat my vows of love
Unto the charming fair,
Whilst her dear flutt'ring heart should prove
Her love like mine sincere.
" When Phoebus bright sinks in the west,
And flocks are pent in fold,
Beneath an oaken tree we'd rest
In joys not to be told.
And when Aurora's beams set free
The next enliv'ning day,
We'd turn our flocks at liberty,
And down we'd sit and play."
Wm. Julius Mickle (1735-1788)
|Page 1 of 1||All times are UTC|
|Powered by phpBB © 2000, 2002, 2005, 2007 phpBB Group