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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CRADLE SONG, by S. M. HARRINGTON
First Line: Oh, the silver bow of the moon hangs low
Last Line: Sleep, my little one, sleep!
Subject(s): Yale University
First Line: Oh, the silver bow of the moon hangs low
Last Line: Sleep, my little one, sleep!
Subject(s): Yale University
OH, the silver bow of the moon hangs low,
Sleep, my little one, sleep!
And the starlight glow is guarding thee, so
Sleep, my little one, sleep!
Sleep, while murmuring waters flow,
And summer grasses are waving slow --
Sleep, while night winds softly blow,
Sleep, my little one, sleep!
Oh, the trees stretch high in the bending sky,
Sleep, my little one, sleep!
And the swift fire-fly is moving by,
Sleep, my little one, sleep!
Sleep, while elves their dream-lathes ply!
Sleep, while swaying tree-tops sigh,
And lingering zephyrs breathe and die,
Sleep, my little one, sleep!
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