Swords and Plowshares/The Sheep-Dog

​The Sheep-Dog

I BELIEVE in the world.
 I stake my reputation as a prophet on its future.
I am sure that it will come out all right in the end, and that is the reason why I am forever worrying it and barking at it like a shepherd's dog driving sheep.
If I did not think it would keep to the right road in the long run, I would not trouble myself about it.
The sheep-dog enjoys life, too, as well as any one, but, alas! why is it that the sheep always misunderstand him and his intentions?

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