Still sounds toward me float; I hear the bird's small note, Sheep from the far sheepcote, And lowing steers.
"New-Poems"
Stevenson, Robert Louis
Helen's features would not have fired a sheepcote: the charm that lighted them blotted out a city.
"The Brother of Daphne"
Dornford Yates
For a long time it was thought that he must keep money in the cupboard, but last spring an acquaintance of his stopped at the outlying sheepcote on his way from the village.
"Seven Icelandic Short Stories"
Various