Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SHEEP, by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES



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SHEEP, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: When I was once in baltimore
Last Line: I would not sail again with sheep.
Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H.
Subject(s): Sheep


When I was once in Baltimore,
A man came up to me and cried,
'Come, I have eighteen hundred sheep,
And we will sail on Tuesday's tide.

'If you will sail with me, young man,
I'll pay you fifty shillings down;
These eighteen hundred sheep I take
From Baltimore to Glasgow town.'

He paid me fifty shillings down,
I sailed with eighteen hundred sheep;
We soon had cleared the harbour's mouth,
We soon were in the salt sea deep.

The first night we were out at sea
Those sheep were quiet in their mind;
The second night they cried with fear --
They smelt no pastures in the wind.

They sniffed, poor things, for their green fields,
They cried so loud I could not sleep:
For fifty thousand shillings down
I would not sail again with sheep.





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