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Letitia Elizabeth Landon - The Sheperd Boy
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LIKE some vision olden 
	Of far other time,
	When the age was golden,
	In the young world`s prime
	Is thy soft pipe ringing,
	O lonely shepherd boy,
	What song art thou singing,
	In thy youth and joy?

	Or art thou complaining
	Of thy lowly lot,
	And thine own disdaining
	Dost ask what thou hast not?
	Of the future dreaming,
	Weary of the past,
	For the present scheming,
	All but what thou hast.

	No, thou art delighting
	In thy summer home;
	Where the flowers inviting
	Tempt the bee to roam;
	Where the cowslip bending,
	With its golden bells,
	Of each glad hour`s ending
	With a sweet chime tells.

	All wild creatures love him
	When he is alone,
	Every bird above him
	Sings its softest tone.
	Thankful to high Heaven,
	Humble in thy joy,
	Much to thee is given,
	Lowly shepherd boy.
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