 | The Music of Stephen C. Foster . |  |
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SLUMBER MY DARLING.
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Slumber my darling, thy mother is nearGuarding thy dreams from all terror and fear.
Sunlight has past and the twilight has gone,
Slumber my darling, the night's coming on.
Sweet visions attend thy sleep
Fondest, dearest to me,
While others their revels keep,
I will watch over thee.
Slumber my darling, the birds are at rest,
The wandering dews by the flowers are carressed,
Slumber my darling, I'll wrap thee up warm,
And pray that the angels will shield thee from harm,
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Slumber my darling till morn's blushing rayBrings to the world the glad tidings of day:
Fill the dark void with thy dreamy delight—
Slumber, thy mother will guard thee to-night.
Thy pillow shall sacred be
From all outward alarms;
Thou, thou art the world to me
In thine innocent charms.
Slumber, my darling, the birds are at rest,
The wandering dews by the flowers are carressed;
Slumber, my darling, I'll wrap thee up warm,
And pray that the angels will shield thee from harm.
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