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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=468629" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Shepherd's Dream</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A silly shepherd lately sat<br>Among a flock of sheep;<br>Where musing long on this and that,<br>At last he fell asleep.<br>And in the slumber as he lay,<br>He gave a piteous groan;<br>He thought his sheep were run away,<br>And he was left alone.<br>He whoop'd, he whistled, and he call'd,<br>But not a sheep came near him;<br>Which made the shepherd sore appall'd<br>To see that none would hear him.<br>But as the swain amazèd stood,<br>In this most solemn vein,<br>Came Phyllida forth of the wood,<br>And stood before the swain.<br>Whom when the shepherd did behold<br>He straight began to weep,<br>And at the heart he grew a-cold,<br>To think upon his sheep.<br>For well he knew, where came the queen,<br>The shepherd durst not stay:<br>And where that he durst not be seen,<br>The sheep must needs away.<br>To ask her if she saw his flock,<br>Might happen patience move,<br>And have an answer with a mock,<br>That such demanders prove.<br>Yet for because he saw her come<br>Alone out of the wood,<br>He thought he would not stand as dumb,<br>When speech might do him good;<br>And therefore falling on his knees,<br>To ask but for his sheep,<br>He did awake, and so did leese<br>The honour of his sleep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Nicholas+Breton">Nicholas Breton</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=468629" data-title="A Shepherd's Dream de Nicholas Breton" data-description="A silly shepherd lately sat Among a flock of sheep; Where musing long on this and that, At last he fell asleep. And in the slumber as he lay, He gave a piteous groan; He thought his sheep were run away, And he was left alone. He whoop'd, he whistl..."></div> </div> </div>
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