by Alfred Perceval Graves (1846 - 1931)

Language: English 
I've found my bonny babe a nest
On Slumber Tree.
I'll rock you there to rosy rest,
Asture Machree!
Oh, lulla lo! sing all the leaves
On Slumber Tree,
Till everything that hurts or grieves
Afar must flee.

I'd put my pretty child to float
Away from me,
Within the new moon's silver boat
On Slumber Sea.
And when your starry sail is o'er,
From Slumber Sea,
My prescious one, you'll step to shore,
On Mother's knee


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Researcher for this text: Mike Pearson

This text was added to the website: 2016-09-13
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Word count: 77