The Likeness
When I came forth this morn I saw Quite twenty cloudlets in the-air; And then I saw a flock of sheep, . . Which, told me how .those clouds came there. That flock of sheep, on that green grass, Well might it lie so still and proud! Its likeness had been drawn in heaven On a blue sky, in silvery cloud. I gazed me up, I gazed me down, ■ And swore, though good the likeness was, ’Twas a long way from justice done To such white wool, such sparkling grass. —W. H. Davies.
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Press, Volume LXXIV, Issue 22593, 24 December 1938, Page 12 (Supplement)
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93The Likeness Press, Volume LXXIV, Issue 22593, 24 December 1938, Page 12 (Supplement)
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