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A LULLABY

Sleep soundly, my pretty child,
Sleep, sleep on
And all things fearful and all things wild
Far, far from thy pillow begone,
Dream of the morrow,
Thou shalt not wake to weep
Unknowing of sorrow,
O sleep, my little one, dream and sleep.
Sleep softly, my darling sleep!
Soon, too soon
Dawneth the day when thou canst weep,
Weep, wail for the joy that is flown,
Wearily yearning,
For love that is passed away,
For peace unreturning.