Poet Lore/Volume 28/Number 4/The Vagabond

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THE VAGABOND

By Edith C. Bates

The vagabond sang at the pasture bar,
(Our house lay snug in the hollow.)
The song that he sang was of lands afar.
(And I would that I might follow.)

The vagabond slept neath the star strewn sky
And he smiled at his dreams a-sleeping;
The soft breeze sang him its lullaby,
The moon o’er him watch was a-keeping.

The vagabond rose in the early gray
(Our house lay snug in the hollow.)
He took to the road with a carol gay,
(And I would that I might follow.)

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