Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, BEDTIME, by FRANCIS ROBERT ST. CLAIR ERSKINE



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BEDTIME, by            
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."




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