The Shepherd (verse)
Lemont, Jessie
The Shepherd Along the high, far-distant reaches, swinging beneath the lifting blue, He holds His moon-lantern of silver to light the straying clouds down deep inimitably spreading meadows of...
...The Shepherd Along the high, far-distant reaches, swinging beneath the lifting blue, He holds His moon-lantern of silver to light the straying clouds down deep inimitably spreading meadows of star-flowers that they wander through . . . But dark earth does not move her eyelids...
...Jessie Lemont...
...no vision stirs her dreamless sleep...
Vol. 11 • November 1929 • No. 3
