Lyrics of Sunshine and Shadow/The Farm Child's Lullaby

by Paul Laurence Dunbar

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THE FARM CHILD'S LULLABY

OH, the little bird is rocking in the cradle
 of the wind,
 And it's bye, my little wee one, bye;
The harvest all is gathered and the pippins all
   are binned;
 Bye, my little wee one, bye;
The little rabbit's hiding in the golden shock
   of corn,
The thrifty squirrel's laughing bunny's idleness
   to scorn;
You are smiling with the angels in your slum-
   ber, smile till morn:
 So it's bye, my little wee one, bye.

There'll be plenty in the cellar, there'll be
   plenty on the shelf;
 Bye, my little wee one, bye;
There'll be goodly store of sweetings for a
   dainty little elf;
 Bye, my little wee one, bye.
The snow may be a-flying o'er the meadow and
   the hill,
The ice has checked the chatter of the little
   laughing rill,
But in your cosey cradle you are warm and
   happy still;
 So bye, my little wee one, bye.

Why, the Bob White thinks the snowflake is a
   brother to his song;
 Bye, my little wee one, bye;
And the chimney sings the sweeter when the
   wind is blowing strong;
 Bye, my little wee one, bye;
The granary's overflowing, full is cellar, crib,
   and bin,
The wood has paid its tribute and the ax has
   ceased its din;
The winter may not harm you when you're
   sheltered safe within;
 So bye, my little wee one, bye.