Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LULLABY, by ELIZA LEE CABOT FOLLEN Poet's Biography First Line: Sleep, my baby, sleep, my boy Last Line: Lullaby, sweet lullaby! | ||||||||
Sleep, my baby, sleep, my boy; Rest your little weary head; 'Tis your mother rocks her baby In his little cradle bed. Lullaby, sweet lullaby! All the little birds are sleeping, Every one has gone to rest, And my precious one is resting In his pretty cradle nest. Lullaby, sweet lullaby! Sleep, O, sleep, my darling boy; Wake to-morrow fresh and strong; 'Tis your mother sits beside you, Singing you a cradle song. Lullaby, sweet lullaby! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THE DEATH OF A BEAUTIFUL GIRL by ELIZA LEE CABOT FOLLEN THE LITTLE SPRING by ELIZA LEE CABOT FOLLEN TO MY AEOLIAN HARP, AS IT WAS PLAYING ON A COLD, STORMY DAY by ELIZA LEE CABOT FOLLEN WINTER SCENES IN THE COUNTRY by ELIZA LEE CABOT FOLLEN IDLENESS by SILAS WEIR MITCHELL AN EPITAPH, ON A FOOLISH BOASTER by PHILIP AYRES PERCH FISHING by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN AT ROMEO'S TOMB by AMELIA JOSEPHINE BURR VERMONT FALL FEED by DANIEL LEAVENS CADY REFLECTIONS, ON CROSSING LAKE CHAMPLAIN IN A STEAMBOAT by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON |
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