Quote#Hope
The hope of my poor Flock
Quote byJohn Ogilby · 1600–1676
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Virgil's Bucolicks.
English (original)
The hope of my poor Flock.
— John Ogilby
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