Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BEDTIME, by FRANCIS ROBERT ST. CLAIR ERSKINE First Line: Tis bedtime; say your hymn, and bid good night Last Line: "paid me my precious wages -- ""baby's kiss." Alternate Author Name(s): Rosslyn, 4th Earl Of Subject(s): Children; Mothers; Night; Childhood; Bedtime | ||||||||
'T is bedtime; say your hymn, and bid "Goodnight; God bless Mamma, Papa, and dear ones all." Your half-shut eyes beneath your eyelids fall, Another minute, you will shut them quite. Yes, I will carry you, put out the light, And tuck you up, although you are so tall! What will you give me, sleepy one, and call My wages, if I settle you all right? I laid her golden curls upon my arm, I drew her little feet within my hand, Her rosy palms were joined in trustful bliss, Her heart next mine beat gently, soft and warm She nestled to me, and, by Love's command, Paid me my precious wages -- "Baby's Kiss." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BREATH OF NIGHT by RANDALL JARRELL HOODED NIGHT by ROBINSON JEFFERS NIGHT WITHOUT SLEEP by ROBINSON JEFFERS WORKING OUTSIDE AT NIGHT by DENIS JOHNSON POEM TO TAKE BACK THE NIGHT by JUNE JORDAN COOL DARK ODE by DONALD JUSTICE POEM TO BE READ AT 3 A.M by DONALD JUSTICE ROUND ABOUT MIDNIGHT by BOB KAUFMAN MEMORY by FRANCIS ROBERT ST. CLAIR ERSKINE |
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