(As sung by Mr. Charles Charrington in the play of "The Three Wayfarers") O MY trade it is the rarest one, Simple shepherds all -- My trade is a sight to see; For my customers I tie, and take 'em up on high, And waft 'em to a far countree! My tools are but common ones, Simple shepherds all -- My tools are no sight to see: A little hempen string, and a post whereon to swing, Are implements enough for me! To-morrow is my working day, Simple shepherds all -- To-morrow is a working day for me: For the farmer's sheep is slain, and the lad who did it ta'en, And on his soul may God ha' mer-cy! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EFFIGY OF A NUN (SIXTEENTH CENTURY) by SARA TEASDALE MY ORCHA'D IN LINDEN LEA by WILLIAM BARNES THE BRIDGE: PROEM. TO BROOKLYN BRIDGE by HAROLD HART CRANE EPIGRAM: 45. ON MY FIRST SON by BEN JONSON CALYPSO WATCHING THE OCEAN by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON THE IRISH PEASANT TO HIS MISTRESS by THOMAS MOORE WRITTEN IN THE BEGINNING OF MEZERAY'S HISTORY OF FRANCE by MATTHEW PRIOR |