SONG
OVER THE CRADLE OF TWO INFANT SISTERS, SLEEPING.
Sweet be their rest! no ghastly things
To scare their dreams, assemble here;
But safe beneath good angels' wings
May each repose from year to year.
To scare their dreams, assemble here;
But safe beneath good angels' wings
May each repose from year to year.
Cheerful, like some long summer-day,
May all their waking moments flow,
Happier, as run life's sands away,
Unstained by sin, untouched by woe.
May all their waking moments flow,
Happier, as run life's sands away,
Unstained by sin, untouched by woe.
