Fancy And Fact by Howard Pyle

O! a shepherd and a shepherdess,
They dwelt in Arcadee,
And they were dressed in Watteau dress,
Most charming for to see.

They sat upon the dewy grass,
With buds and blossoms set.
And the shepherd played unto the lass,
Upon a flageolet.

It seemed to me as though it was
A very pleasant thing;
Particularly so because
The time of year was Spring.

But, O! the ground was damp, and so,
At least, I have been told,
The shepherd caught the lumbago,
The shepherdess, a cold.

My darling Child! the fact is
That the Poets often sing
Of those joys which in the practice
Are another sort of thing.

H. P.

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