Shepherd Singing Ragtime, and Other Poems

AND OTHER POEMS
LOUIS GOLDING
LONDON CHRISTOPHERS 32 BERNERS STREET, W. 1
BY THE SAME AUTHOR
SORROW OF WAR: POEMS FORWARD FROM BABYLON
FOR JACK
KILLED IN FRANCE, APRIL THE FIFTH, NINETEEN HUNDRED AND EIGHTEEN
CONTENTS

Three sheep graze on the low hill Beneath the shadow of five trees. Three sheep! Five old sycamores! (The noon is very full of sleep. The noon's a shepherd kind and still. The noon's a shepherd takes his ease Beneath the shadow of five trees, Five old sycamores.) Three sheep graze on the low hill. Down in the grass in twos and fours Cows are munching in the field. Three sheep graze on the low hill; Bless them, Lord, to give me wool. Cows are munching in the field; Bless them that their teats be full. Bless the sheep and cows to yield Wool to keep my children warm, Milk that they should grow therefrom.
Three sheep graze on the low hill, Beneath five sycamores. Cows are munching in the field. All in twos and fours.
On an elm-tree far aloof There are nine-and-twenty crows, Croaking to the blue sky roof Fifteen hundred ancient woes.