A MOTHERLESS soft lambkin Alone upon a hill; No mother's fleece to shelter him And wrap him from the cold: -- I'll run to him and comfort him, I'll fetch him, that I will; I'll care for him and feed him Until he's strong and bold. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FOR THAT HE LOOKED NOT UPON HER by GEORGE GASCOIGNE DEATH STANDS ABOVE ME by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR I WOULD NOT LIVE ALWAY by WILLIAM AUGUSTUS MUHLENBERG PURIFICATION OF YE B. VIRGIN by JOSEPH BEAUMONT BIFURCATION by ROBERT BROWNING THE COWBOYS' CHRISTMAS BALL by WILLIAM LAWRENCE CHITTENDEN STANZAS PRINTED ON BILLS OF MORTALITY: 1793 by WILLIAM COWPER |