Oh, Little Child (Sicilian Lullaby)
Hush, little one, and fold your hands---
The sun hath set, the moon is high;
The sea is singing to the sands,
And wakeful posies are beguiled
By many a fairy lullaby---
Hush, little child---my little child!
Dream, little one, and in your dreams
Float upward from this lowly place---
Float out on mellow, misty streams
To lands where bideth Mary mild,
And let her kiss thy little face,
You little child---my little child!
Sleep, little one, and take thy rest---
With angels bending over thee,
Sleep sweetly on that Father's breast
Whom our dear Christ hath reconciled---
But stay not there---come back to me,
Oh, little child---my little child!
|This work published before January 1, 1923 is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.|