Sleep, baby, sleep! Our cottage vale is deep; The little lamb is on the green, With woolly fleece so soft and clean. Sleep, baby, sleep! Sleep, baby, sleep! Down where the woodbines creep; Be always like the lamb so mild, A kind and sweet and gentle child. Sleep, baby, sleep! Sleep, baby, sleep! Thy rest shall angels keep, While on the grass the lambs shall feed, And never suffer want nor need. Sleep, baby, sleep! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOUSE WITH THE MARBLE STEPS by AMY LOWELL IDYLLS OF THE KING: BALIN AND BALAN by ALFRED TENNYSON ETHIOPIA SALUTING THE COLORS by WALT WHITMAN TO BARON DE STONNE WITH AIKIN'S ESSAYS ON SONG-WRITING by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD WHAT IS THE SPIRIT? by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE TINY HAT UPON THE BROW by LEVI BISHOP |