A sheepdog barks on the mountain,
The night is fallen cold;
The shepherd blinks at his fire,
The sheep are in the fold.
The moon comes white and quiet
Into the winter sky;
And nothing walks the valley
To-night but you and I.
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A SHEEPDOG BARKS ON THE MOUNTAIN · Joseph Campbell · Poetry Cove