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Poem by Elizabeth Eleanor Siddal


Shepherd Turned Sailor


Now Christ ye save yon bonny shepherd
Sailing on the sea;
Ten thousand souls are sailing there
But they belong to Thee.
If he is lost then all is lost
And all is dead to me.

My love should have a grey head-stonee
And green moss at his feet
And clinging grass above his breast
Whereon his lambs could bleat,
And I should know the span of earth
Where some day I might sleep.



Elizabeth Eleanor Siddal


Elizabeth Eleanor Siddal's other poems:
  1. The Passing of Love
  2. Gone
  3. True Love
  4. Worn Out
  5. A Silent Wood


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