Author William Cartwright Plain Shepherds Wear was only Gray,And all Sheep then were cloath'd as they,When Shepherds 'gan to write and think,Some Sheep stole blackness from the Ink,And we from thence found out the skillTo make their Parchment do so still. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments