Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE VIRGIN'S LULLABY (PIEDMONTESE), by ANONYMOUS First Line: "sleep, oh sleep, dear baby mine" Last Line: "sleep my child, and lullaby" Subject(s): Jesus Christ - Childhood & Youth;mary. Mother Of Jesus;women - Bible; Virgin Mary | ||||||||
Sleep, oh sleep, dear Baby mine, King Divine; Sleep, my Child, in sleep recline; Lullaby, mine Infant fair, Heaven's King All glittering, Full of grace as lilies rare. Close Thine eyelids, O my Treasure, Loved past measure, Of my soul, the Lord, the pleasure; Lullaby, O regal Child, On the hay My joy I lay; Love celestial, meek and mild. Why dost weep, my Babe? alas! Cold winds that pass Vex, or is't the little ass? Lullaby, O Paradise; Of my heart Though Saviour art; On Thy face I press a kiss. Wouldst Thou learn so speedily, Pain to try, To heave a sigh? Sleep, for Thou shalt see the day Of dire scath, Of dreadful death, To bitter scorn and shame a prey. Rays now round Thy brow extend, But in the end A crown of cruel thorns shall bend. Lullaby, O little one, Gentle guest Who for Thy rest A manger hast, to lie upon. Born in winter of the year, Jesu dear, As the lost world's prisoner. Lullaby (for Thou art bound Pain to know, And want and woe), Mid the cattle standing round. Beauty mine, sleep peacefully; Heaven's monarch! see, With my veil I cover Thee. Lullaby, my Spouse, my Lord, Fairest Child, Pure, undefiled, Thou by all my soul adored. Lo! the shepherd band draws nigh; Horns they ply Thee their Lord to glorify. Lullaby, my soul's delight, For Israel, Faithless and fell, Thee with cruel death would smite. Now the milk suck from my breast, Holiest, best, Thy kind eyes thou openest. Lullaby, the while I sing; Holy Jesu Now sleep anew My mantle is Thy sheltering. Sleep, sleep, Thou who dost heaven impart My Lord Thou art; Sleep, as I press Thee to my heart. Poor the place where Thou dost lie, Earth's loveliest! Yet take Thy rest; Sleep my Child, and lullaby. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MADONNA by KATHARINE LEE BATES BALLADE TO OUR LADY OF CZESTOCHOWA by HILAIRE BELLOC OUR LORD AND OUR LADY by HILAIRE BELLOC PLASTIC BEATITUDE by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR A SONG OF MARY by LUCILLE CLIFTON ISLAND MARY by LUCILLE CLIFTON MARY'S DREAM by LUCILLE CLIFTON TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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