I saw a sweet and seemly sight, A blissful maid, blossom bright, That moaning made and mirth of mange, A maiden mother, meek and mild, In cradle keep a knave child That softly slept; she sat and sang, "Lullay, lullow, lully, lullay, lully, lully, lully, lully, lully, Lullow, lully, lullay, baw, baw, My Bairn, sleep softly now." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DEXTER GORDON: COPENHAGEN/AVERY FISHER HALL by KAREN SWENSON A,B,C by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR by JAMES DAVID CORROTHERS A HYMN; AFTER READING 'LEAD, KINDLY LIGHT' by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR EVENING HYMN by REGINALD HEBER THE PRETTY MILKMAID by MOTHER GOOSE |