Poems (Linn)/Slumber Song
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SLUMBER SONG.
CLOSE those little tired eyes,
Eyes not used to earthly tears;
Ease that little restless heart,
Not yet used to earthly fears;
Peace and joy should ever be
Guardians of infancy.
Eyes not used to earthly tears;
Ease that little restless heart,
Not yet used to earthly fears;
Peace and joy should ever be
Guardians of infancy.
Fold those little restless hands;
Future years their strength shall own;
Still those little tired feet,
Pink as roses newly blown.
Hush! my darling, fall asleep,
Time will bring thee tears to weep.
Future years their strength shall own;
Still those little tired feet,
Pink as roses newly blown.
Hush! my darling, fall asleep,
Time will bring thee tears to weep.
Rocking softly to and fro,
I will croon thy lullaby.
Like a weary little bird
Let thy sleepy voice reply.
Hush thy cries and fall to rest,
Cradled on thy mother's breast,
I will croon thy lullaby.
Like a weary little bird
Let thy sleepy voice reply.
Hush thy cries and fall to rest,
Cradled on thy mother's breast,