by Thomas Bailey Aldrich (1836 - 1907)

Ere the moon begins to rise
Language: English 
Ere the moon begins to rise
Or a star to shine,
All the bluebells close their eyes;
So close thine,
Thine, dear, thine!1

Birds are sleeping in the nest,
On the swaying bough;
Thus, against the [mother-breast]2,
So sleep thou,
Sleep, sleep, sleep!

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1 [?] continues with "Sleep, love, sleep, / Slumber deep; / Sleep, sleep, sleep, / So sleep."
2 [?]: "mother's breast"


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Word count: 43