by Alfred Perceval Graves (1846 - 1931)

I'd rock my own sweet childie to rest
Language: English 
I'd rock my own sweet childie to rest
In a cradle of gold, on a bough of the willow,
To the sho-heen sho of the wind of the west
And the lull-a-lo of the soft sea billow.
Sleep, baby dear,
Sleep without fear,
Mother is here beside your pillow.
Sleep, baby dear,
Sleep without fear,
Mother is here beside your pillow.

I'd put my own sweet childie to sleep
In a silver boat on the beautiful river,
Where a sho-heen whisper the white cascades,
And a lull-a-lo the green flags shiver.
Sleep, baby dear,
Sleep without fear,
Mother is here with you for ever.
Sleep, baby dear,
Sleep without fear,
Mother is here with you for ever.

Lull-a-lo to the rise and fall
Of mother's bosom 'tis sleep has bound you,
And O, my child, what cosier nest for rosier rest
could love have found you?
Sleep, baby dear,
Sleep without fear,
Mother's two arms are clasped around you.
Sleep, baby dear,
Sleep without fear,
Mother's two arms are clasped around you.

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This text was added to the website: 2008-12-10
Line count: 30
Word count: 172