Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ITALIAN FOLK LULLABY, by ANONYMOUS First Line: "slumber, sweet slumber" Last Line: Send him golden strength in slumber Subject(s): Sleep | ||||||||
Slumber, sweet Slumber, Who passest this way And seekest for news of my son, Go in peace, he sleepeth anon. Sleep, Sleep, that comest from the mountains, With a golden ball provided, Smite him gently on the brow, Harm him not, for he is tiny; Smite him on the brow but lightly, Spare him to his mother's love, Spare him for the future years to come, Years of help to her and father, too; He's little now and weakly, Send him golden strength in slumber. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...YOU'S SWEET TO YO' MAMMY JES DE SAME by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON CHAMBER MUSIC: 3 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 22 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 34 by JAMES JOYCE GOING TO SLEEP by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN THE BLUE NAP by WILLIAM MATTHEWS TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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