Shepherds all, and maidens fair (Walter Cecil Macfarren)
- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2019-11-23). Score information: A4, 9 pages, 138 kB Copyright: CPDL
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Original text and translations
Shepherds all, and maidens fair,
Fold your flocks up, for the air
’Gins to thicken, and the sun
Already his great course hath run.
See the dew-drops how they kiss
Every little flower that is,
Hanging on their velvet heads,
Like a rope of crystal beads.
And let your dogs lie loose without,
Lest the wolf come as a scout
From the mount[ain], and ere day,
Bear a lamb or kid away;
Or the crafty thievish fox
Break upon your simple flocks.