Francis Ledwidge

(19 August 1887 – 31 July 1917 / Janeville, Slane)

Pan - Poem by Francis Ledwidge

He knows the safe ways and unsafe
And he will lead the lambs to fold,
Gathering them with his merry pipe,
The gentle and the overbold.

He counts them over one by one,
And leads them back by cliff and steep,
To grassy hills where dawn is wide,
And they may run and skip and leap.


And just because he loves the lambs
He settles them for rest at noon,
And plays them on his oaten pipe
The very wonder of a tune.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 16, 2010



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