A Shepherd, Ned Vaughan, 'Neath this Tombestone do bide, His Crook in his hand, And his Dog him beside. Bleak and cold fell the Snow On Marchmallysdon Steep, And folded both sheepdog And Shepherd in Sleep. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AUTUMN DIALOGUE by LOUIS UNTERMEYER FROM THE GREATER TESTAMENT (XXII, XXIII, AND XXVI) by FRANCOIS VILLON UPON THE DEATH OF THE LORD HASTINGS by JOHN DRYDEN COLUMBIAN ODE by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR ON COMMUNISTS; EPIGRAM by EBENEZER ELLIOTT JANUARY, 1795 by MARY DARBY ROBINSON |