(Sung by Jenny Lind) Light and rosy be thy slumbers, Rock'd upon thy mother's breast, She can lull thee with her numbers, To the cradled heav'n of rest. In her heart is love revolving, Like the planets or the moon; Hopes and pleasures fondly solving, Keeping ev'ry thought in tune. When thy look her care inviteth, All the mother turns to thee, And her inmost life delighteth, Drinking from thy cup of glee. O'er thee now her spirit bendeth; Child of promise, cherish'd well! With thine own her being blendeth, Hallow'd by affection's spell. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VARIATIONS FOR A SUMMER EVENING by MICHAEL ANANIA A LITTLE GIRL LOST, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE FOURTH BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 18 by THOMAS CAMPION A DEATH SONG by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE LIGHT OF STARS by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE SUNDEW by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE THE CRICKET by FREDERICK GODDARD TUCKERMAN |