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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A ROMANY LULLABY, by EDITH DE CHARMS First Line: Hushaby! Hushaby! Sheep-bells are tinkling Last Line: Hushaby! Lullaby! Sleep while I croon. | |||
Hushaby! Hushaby! Sheep-bells are tinkling. Long lie the shadows on meadow and fold, Brooks babble drowsily, while crocus-blossoms Nod o'er the ripples their night-caps of gold. Baby, now hushaby! List to my singing, Songs that thy grandmother learnt from the moon, Sang to thy mother thus wakeful before thee, Sleep in thy turn, baby! sleep while I croon! Hushaby! Hushaby! Flickering camp-fires Redden the dewdrops on meadow and fold; White moths brush lightly thy cheek as they hover, Brushing my cheek are thy lashes of gold. Baby, now hushaby! Sleep to my singing! Cold lie the sheep underneath the white moon, Warmly my little bird nestles beside me Hushaby! lullaby! Sleep while I croon. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BOOK OF THEL by WILLIAM BLAKE ON THE DEATH OF MRS. (NOW LADY) THROCKMORTON'S BULLFINCH by WILLIAM COWPER DOWN THE MISSISSIPPI: 1. EMBARKATION by JOHN GOULD FLETCHER AT CASTLE BOTEREL by THOMAS HARDY THE SONG OF HIAWATHA: HIAWATHA'S WOOING by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW PARADISE LOST: BOOK 4 by JOHN MILTON PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 35. AL-GHAFIR by EDWIN ARNOLD |
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