In thy hammock gently sleeping, Dearest baby, have no fear; While thy mother watch is keeping Danger never can come near. I am here Baby dear, Mother's eyes Watch her prize; Pois'nous wing Nor noisome sting Shall harm thy sleep, Tho' I may weep, Weep for one that's far from me Far across the stormy sea. Let me dash the tear away! Better far to hope and pray; Oh, solace rare! A tear may mingle with a pray'r, A pray'r for thee, my baby dear, And one, alas! that is not here. Baby dear, baby dear, In thy hammock calmly swinging, Gently is thy mother singing Lullaby to thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MAUBERLEY: 5. MEDALLION by EZRA POUND THE BIRTH SONG OF CHRIST by EDMUND HAMILTON SEARS THE HIGHER PANTHEISM IN A NUTSHELL by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE THE GARLAND OF SLEEP by AUGUSTE ANGELLIER MILLS OF DESTINY by EVA K. ANGLESBURG TWO KINDS OF RICHES by WILLIAM BLAKE DARTMOUTH by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |