BLACK CAT POEMS
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by: William Blake (1757-1827)
How sweet is the Shepherd's sweet lot!
From the morn to the evening he stays;
He shall follow his sheep all the day,
And his tongue shall be filled with praise.
For he hears the lambs' innocent call,
And he hears the ewes' tender reply;
He is watching while they are in
For they know when their Shepherd is nigh.
poems by William Blake