Whitest were his lambs,
And his dogs the fiercest,
And his horse the fleetest.
But a lambkin white,
With eyes soft and bright,
Since the break of day
Bleats so piteously,
Does not cease to bleat,
No more grass will eat.
“Little lambkin white,
Whitest were his lambs,
And his dogs the fiercest,
And his horse the fleetest.
But a lambkin white,
With eyes soft and bright,
Since the break of day
Bleats so piteously,
Does not cease to bleat,
No more grass will eat.
“Little lambkin white,