London lyrics by Frederick Locker Lampson: With introduction and notes by Austin Dobson |
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FROM THE CRADLE |
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FROM THE CRADLE
They tell me I was born a long
Three months ago,
But whether they be right or wrong
I hardly know.
I sleep, I smile, I cannot crawl,
But I can cry:
At present I am rather small—
A Babe am I.
Three months ago,
But whether they be right or wrong
I hardly know.
I sleep, I smile, I cannot crawl,
But I can cry:
At present I am rather small—
A Babe am I.
The changing lights of sun and shade
Are baby toys;
The flowers and birds are not afraid
Of baby-boys.
Some day I'll wish that I could be
A bird, and fly;
At present I can't wish—you see
A Babe am I.
Are baby toys;
The flowers and birds are not afraid
Of baby-boys.
Some day I'll wish that I could be
A bird, and fly;
At present I can't wish—you see
A Babe am I.
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