Lyrics by John B Tabb | ||
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SLUMBER-SONG.
Sleep! the spirits that attendOn thy waking hours are fled.
Heaven thou canst not now offend
Till thy slumber-plumes are shed;
Consciousness alone doth lend
Life its pain, and Death its dread;
Innocence and Peace befriend
All the sleeping and the dead.
Lyrics by John B Tabb | ||