In thy hammock gently sleeping, Dearest baby, have no fear; While thy mother watch is keeping Danger never can come near. I am here Baby dear, Mother's eyes Watch her prize; Pois'nous wing Nor noisome sting Shall harm thy sleep, Tho' I may weep, Weep for one that's far from me Far across the stormy sea. Let me dash the tear away! Better far to hope and pray; Oh, solace rare! A tear may mingle with a pray'r, A pray'r for thee, my baby dear, And one, alas! that is not here. Baby dear, baby dear, In thy hammock calmly swinging, Gently is thy mother singing Lullaby to thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HER EYES TWIN POOLS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE GUARDIAN OF THE RED DISK (SPOKEN BY A CITIZEN OF MALTA - 1300) by EMMA LAZARUS TO AN EARLY DAFFODIL; SONNET by AMY LOWELL SURFACES AND MASKS; 3 by CLARENCE MAJOR SORROWING LOVE by KATHERINE MANSFIELD |