DE Massa to de shepa'd say: Go call de sheep dat's gone astray. De night is col' I hear de win', A shakin 'gin my winder blin'; Dars some po' sheep dat's gone astray. Go call 'em in, Cu-dey! Cu-dey! Cu-dey! Cu-dey! Cu-dey! De shepa'd said de night was col', But all de sheep was in de fol'. "I called 'em in at set ob sun; Dey all come runnin' sep de one Dat's always wanderin' away, An' never minds de call Cu-dey! Cu-dey! Cu-dey! Cu-dey!" De massa then went fro' de gloom, Ob medder fields. De autumn moon Was dodgin' roun' behin' a cloud, But still he goes a-callin' loud, For dat one sheep dat's gone astray. I hyar him call, "Cu-dey! Cu-dey! Cu-dey! Cu-dey! Cu-dey!" He listens long to hyar de soun', F'om some ole wedder pokin' roun', Dat's gone to res' down in de dell, An' wanderin' roun' has los' his bell; Tho' softer now so far away, I hyar him call, "Cu-dey! Cu-dey! Cu-dey! Cu-dey! Cu-dey!" But furder on in gloom an' damp, Upon de border ob de swamp; So chill'd by dew and autumn win's, Right dar de po' los' sheep he fin's; He lifts him up, an leads de way, Yit I hyar massa's echo say, "Cu-dey! Cu-dey! Cu-dey! Cu-dey! Cu-dey! Cu-dey! Cu-dey!" An' all night long de win' an' rains, An' hail against de winder panes, In dreams I hyar de massa call De wanderin' sheep, he knows 'em all. He pints de road, an' shows de way An' ever stan's an' calls, "Cu-dey! Cu-dey! Cu-dey! Cu-dey! Cu-dey! Cu-dey! Cu-dey! Cu-dey!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LAST BUCCANEER by CHARLES KINGSLEY DYING SPEECH OF AN OLD PHILOSOPHER by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR A NET TO SNARE THE MOONLIGHT by NICHOLAS VACHEL LINDSAY LUCASIA, ROSANIA, AND ORINDA PARTING AT A FOUNTAIN by KATHERINE PHILIPS THE BIRTHDAY CROWN by WILLIAM ALEXANDER (1824-1911) ON A GIFT OF FLOWERS by GUILLAUME VICTOR EMILE AUGIER |