Cradle Song
By Thomas Bailey Aldrich
I
Ere the moon begins to rise
Or a star to shine,
All the bluebells close their eyes --
So close thine,
Thine, dear, thine!
II
Birds are sleeping in the nest
On the swaying bough,
Thus, against the mother-breast --
So sleep thou,
Sleep, sleep, sleep!
Source Book
Unguarded Gates: And Other Poems
by Thomas Bailey Aldrich
Copyright 1895
Published by Houghton, Mifflin And Company,Boston And New York
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