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At last the stirring strains of the shepherd'spipe signal her coming.
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Sometimes the sound of a shepherd'spipe was heard from the green hills.
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That is why a shepherd'spipe is such a splendid thing.
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Presently one of the saddest songs ever written sounds from a shepherd'spipe without.
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His nurse told him that the sound he was hearing was a shepherd'spipe.
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And Little Anklebone sat by the milken pond and piped away on his shepherd'spipe.
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You should be there now, playing a gentle shepherd'spipe and herding his peaceful flocks.
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At its simplest, this is a mere shepherd'spipe.
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A merry tune bursts from the shepherd'spipe:-
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The early shepherd'spipe was heard by Echo in the dale....
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All he could do to amuse himself was to talk to his dog or play on his shepherd'spipe.
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Then he stood up and took the shepherd'spipe, a worthless bit of reed, from the breast of his tunic.
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He walked home down Regent Street, the quiet melancholy of the shepherd'spipe accompanying him, pleasing him and tranquillizing him.
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In every place rose the sound of lyre and drum and shepherd'spipe, bagpipe, psaltery, cymbals, monochord, and all manner of music.
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Before the servant can answer he hears the merry tune from the shepherd'spipe and knows that the ship is coming now, indeed.
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All day long the little fellow wandered barefoot through the pathless plain, tending his flock, and playing his tiny shepherd'spipe from morn till eve.