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 THE HOMECOMING OF THE SHEEP

sheep are coming home in Greece,

Hark the bells on every hill!

Flock by flock, and fleece by fleece,

Wandering wide a little piece

Thro' the evening red and still,

Stopping where the pathways cease,

Cropping with a hurried will.

Thro' the cotton-bushes low

Merry boys with shouldered crooks

Close them in a single row,

Shout among them as they go

With one bell-ring o'er the brooks.

Such delight you never know

Reading it from gilded books.

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