Even children follow'd with endearing wile, And pluck'd his gown, to share the good man's smile.
Even children follow'd with endearing wile, And pluck'd his gown, to share the good man's smile.
You are there follow'd by a faithful shepherd;
Look upon him, love him; he worships you.
Look, in this place ran Cassius' dagger through;
See what a rent the envious Casca made;
Through this the well-beloved Brutus stabb'd;
And as he pluck'd his cursed steel away,
Mark how the blood of Caesar follow'd it,
As rushing out of doors, to be resolved
If Brutus so unkindly knock'd, or no;
For Brutus, as you know, was Caesar's angel.
And o'er the hills, and far away Beyond their utmost purple rim, Beyond the night, across the day, Thro' all the world she follow'd him.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories