SHEEP AND LAMBS

by: Katharine Tynan Hinkson (1861-1931)

      LL in the April morning,
      April airs were abroad;
      The sheep with their little lambs
      Pass'd me by on the road.
       
      The sheep with their little lambs
      Pass'd me by on the road;
      All in an April evening
      I thought on the Lamb of God.
       
      The lambs were weary, and crying
      With a weak human cry,
      I thought on the Lamb of God
      Going meekly to die.
       
      Up in the blue, blue mountains
      Dewy pastures are sweet:
      Rest for the little bodies,
      Rest for the little feet.
       
      But for the Lamb of God
      Up on the hill-top green,
      Only a cross of shame
      Two stark crosses between.
       
      All in the April evening,
      April airs were abroad;
      I saw the sheep with their lambs,
      And thought on the Lamb of God.

"Sheep and Lambs" is reprinted from The Oxford Book of Verse. Ed. Arthur Quiller-Couch. Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1900.

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