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She
saw
them
,
but
could
not
find
them
.
After
the
sun
,
like
clouds
they
did
run
,
But
she
knew
they
were
her
sheep
:
She
sat
down
to
cry
,
and
look
up
at
the
sky
,
But
she
cried
herself
asleep
.
And
as
she
slept
the
dew
fell
fast
,
And
the
wind
blew
from
the
sky
;
And
strange
things
took
place
that
shun
the
day
’
s
face
,
Because
they
are
sweet
and
shy
.
Nibble
,
nibble
,
crop
!
she
heard
as
she
woke
:
