Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900.
Alice Meynell. b. 1850880. The Lady of the Lambs
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, | 5 |
And folds them in for sleep. | |
She roams maternal hills and bright, | |
Dark valleys safe and deep. | |
Her dreams are innocent at night; | |
The chastest stars may peep. | 10 |
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; | 15 |
She has her soul to keep. | |
She walks—the lady of my delight— | |
A shepherdess of sheep. |