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CRADLE SONGS.
Sleep! Earth no more is drear
Since that sweet Babe was here
Whose angels thronged the sky.
Sleep! Only mothers know
That night of long ago
When Mary bending low,
Sang Jesu's lullaby.
Since that sweet Babe was here
Whose angels thronged the sky.
Sleep! Only mothers know
That night of long ago
When Mary bending low,
Sang Jesu's lullaby.
II.
Sleep, little sunny head!
The morning hours have sped;
The noonday sun climbs high.
The Summer breezes sweet
Winnow the waving wheat,
A murmuring lullaby.
The morning hours have sped;
The noonday sun climbs high.
The Summer breezes sweet
Winnow the waving wheat,
A murmuring lullaby.
Sleep, little cradled head!
Sleep in thy wee white bed
While mother watches nigh.
The rustling Summer rain
Whispers a soft refrain,
A soothing lullaby.
Sleep in thy wee white bed
While mother watches nigh.
The rustling Summer rain
Whispers a soft refrain,
A soothing lullaby.
Sleep! Wake and sleep again!
No longer croons the rain;
The sun drops down the sky.
Sleep, sleep, and sleeping hear
The angels fluting near—
Celestial lullaby.
No longer croons the rain;
The sun drops down the sky.
Sleep, sleep, and sleeping hear
The angels fluting near—
Celestial lullaby.
