Poem by Katharine Tynan

Lambs

He sleeps as a lamb sleeps, 
Beside his mother. 
Somewhere in yon blue deeps 
His tender brother 
Sleeps like a lamb and leaps. 

He feeds as a lamb might, 
Beside his mother. 
Somewhere in fields of light 
A lamb, his brother, 
Feeds, and is clothed in white.

1. Any Mother
2. 'Mid the Piteous Heaps of Dead
3. Unhousel'd, Unanointed, Unanel'd
4. The Convent Garden
5. His Footstep

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