Destroyers and Other Verses/Lullaby
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Lullaby.
A child in the dark,
I am frightened and cold,
But the sound of your voice
Turns the shadows to gold.
I am frightened and cold,
But the sound of your voice
Turns the shadows to gold.
At your tender rebuke
My night-terrors cease;
I lay me down gently,
Relaxed, and at peace.
My night-terrors cease;
I lay me down gently,
Relaxed, and at peace.
The soft words you croon
Are a sovereign charm;
As a child in its cot
I am happy and warm.
Are a sovereign charm;
As a child in its cot
I am happy and warm.
Paris, 1855.