Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume IV. The Higher Life. 1904. | | | | I. The Divine Element—(God, Christ, the Holy Spirit) | | De Sheepfol’ | | Sarah Pratt M’Lean Greene (1856–1935) |
| | | DE massa ob de sheepfol’, | |
| Dat guards de sheepfol’ bin, | |
| Look out in de gloomerin’ meadows, | |
| Wha’r de long night rain begin— | |
| So he call to de hirelin’ shepa’d, | 5 |
| “Is my sheep, is dey all come in?” | |
| Oh den, says de hirelin’ shepa’d: | |
| “Dey ’s some, dey ’s black and thin, | |
| And some, dey ’s po’ ol’ wedda’s; | |
| But de res’, dey ’s all brung in. | 10 |
| But de res’, dey ’s all brung in.” | |
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| Den de massa ob de sheepfol’, | |
| Dat guards de sheepfol’ bin, | |
| Goes down in the gloomerin’ meadows, | |
| Wha’r de long night rain begin— | 15 |
| So he le’ down de ba’s ob de sheepfol’, | |
| Callin’ sof’, “Come in. Come in.” | |
| Callin’ sof’, “Come in. Come in.” | |
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| Den up t’ro’ de gloomerin’ meadows, | |
| T’ro’ de col’ night rain and win’, | 20 |
| And up t’ro’ de gloomerin’ rain-paf’, | |
| Wha’r de sleet fa’ pie’cin’ thin, | |
| De po’ los’ sheep ob de sheepfol’, | |
| Dey all comes gadderin’ in. | |
| De po’ los’ sheep ob de sheepfol’, | 25 |
| Dey all comes gadderin’ in. | | | | |
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