| William Blake (1757–1827). The Poetical Works. 1908. | | | | Appendix to Poetical Sketches | | Song by an Old Shepherd |
| | | WHEN silver snow decks Sylvio’s clothes, | |
| And jewel hangs at shepherd’s nose, | |
| We can abide life’s pelting storm, | |
| That makes our limbs quake, if our hearts be warm. | |
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| Whilst Virtue is our walking-staff, | 5 |
| And Truth a lantern to our path, | |
| We can abide life’s pelting storm, | |
| That makes our limbs quake, if our hearts be warm. | |
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| Blow, boisterous wind, stern winter frown, | |
| Innocence is a winter’s gown. | 10 |
| So clad, we’ll abide life’s pelting storm, | |
| That makes our limbs quake, if our hearts be warm. | | | | |
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