Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE COTTAGER TO HER INFANT, by DOROTHY WORDSWORTH Recitation Poet's Biography First Line: The days are cold, the nights are long Last Line: And wake when it is day. Variant Title(s): The Cottager's Lullaby;to My Niece Dorothy, A Sleepless Baby Subject(s): Babies; Love; Mothers; Wordsworth, Dorothy (dora) (1804-1847); Infants | ||||||||
The days are cold, the nights are long, The north-wind sings a doleful song; Then hush again upon my breast; All merry things are now at rest, Save thee, my pretty love! The kitten sleeps upon the hearth; The crickets long have ceased their mirth; There's nothing stirring in the house Save one wee, hungry. nibbling mouse, Then why so busy thou? Nay! start not at that sparkling light; 'Tis but the moon that shines so bright On the window-pane bedropped with rain: There, little darling! sleep again, And wake when it is day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A POET TO HIS BABY SON by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON BABYHOOD by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN INFANCY by EDMUND JOHN ARMSTRONG BALLAD OF THE LAYETTE by WAYNE KOESTENBAUM A TOAST FOR LITTLE IRON MIKE by PAUL MARIANI THE PAMPERING OF LEORA by THYLIAS MOSS ONE FOR ALL NEWBORNS by THYLIAS MOSS IN THE THRIVING SEASON by LISEL MUELLER ADDRESS TO A CHILD DURING A BOISTEROUS WINTER EVENING by DOROTHY WORDSWORTH FLOATING ISLAND [AT HAWKSHEAD, AN INCIDENT ...] by DOROTHY WORDSWORTH |
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