Sara Teasdale, comp. (1884–1933).
The Answering Voice: One Hundred Love Lyrics by Women. 1917.

The Enchanted Sheep-fold

Josephine Preston Peabody

THE HILLS far-off were blue, blue,

The hills at hand were brown;

And all the herd-bells called to me

As I came by the down.

The briars turned to roses—roses,

Ever we stayed to pull

A white little rose, and a red little rose,

And a lock of silver wool.

Nobody heeded,—none, none;

And when True Love came by,

They thought him nought but the shepherd-boy.

Nobody knew but I!

The trees were feathered like birds, birds;

Birds were in every tree.

Yet nobody heeded, nobody heard,

Nobody knew, save we.

And he is fairer than all,—all.

How could a heart go wrong?

For his eyes I knew, and his knew mine,

Like an old, old song.