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St Patrick keeps the Sheep

On Slemish Mountain in the Braid Valley,
Patrick like any slave of the galley
Toiled for the chieftain, Milcho, a sinner,—
Went without breakfast, and without dinner;
Herded sheep on the hill-slope,
A poor child without joy, without hope,
Until God sent His angel to cheer him.
Then, in snow, in rain, and hard weather,
He and his angel were glad together,
Because God bade His angel keep near him.
A hundred prayers he said in a day,
Nor yet his silly charges might stray.
Not every sheep has a winged shepherd
To guide them past pit-falls to the green sward:
Where Patrick went the angel went,
So he and his sheep had great content.