The Young Man's Love/VIII

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The Young Man's Love by Ludwig Tieck, translated by Wikisource Lullaby

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8: Lullaby

Rest, my sweet beloved, in the shade Of the green darkling night. The grass rustles in the meadows; The shadowing boughs gently fan and cool you, As your true love keeps watch. Sleep, O sleep, Softly murmurs the forest: — I am yours forever. Hush, you hidden singers! Do not disturb her sweet repose! The birds in their flocks give ear, Their noisy songs fall silent. Close your eyes, my beloved. Sleep, O sleep. In the twilight glow I will watch over you. Murmur on, O melodies; Rush on, O quiet brook. Beautiful reveries of love Are expressed in these melodies; Tender dreams swim in their wake. Through the whispering grove Swarm tiny golden bees Who hum you to sleep.