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IRISH LULLABY, by                    
First Line: "sweet babe, a golden cradle holds thee"
Last Line: "shoheen sho lo! Lu, lu, lo, lo!"


Sweet babe, a golden cradle holds thee,
Soft a snow-white fleece enfolds thee,
Fairest flow'rs are strewn before thee,
Sweet birds warble o'er thee
Shoheen Sho lo! lu, lu, lo, lo!

Oh, sleep, my baby, free from sorrow,
Bright thou'lt ope thine eyes to-morrow;
Sleep, while o'er thy smiling slumbers
Angels chant their numbers.
Shoheen Sho lo! lu, lu, lo, lo!





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