English Poetry. Elizabeth Eleanor Siddal. Shepherd Turned Sailor. Элизабет Элеонор Сиддал.

Elizabeth Eleanor Siddal (Элизабет Элеонор Сиддал)

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’s other poems:

1. The Passing of Love
2. Gone
3. Early Death
4. Worn Out
5. A Silent Wood

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