Lay thy head upon this pillow, With its curly golden crown, Rocking, swaying like the willow! Fairies close thine eyelids down-- On thy sweet lips lay a blessing, With a fairies' good-night kiss! But no touch of their caressing Ever can be sweet as this! Lul-la-by-o, by-lo-baby! Augels brought thee from above; Deeming any gift of Heaven Safe within a mother's love! Cheeks like apples, fair and rosy, Pillowed on thy mother's breast! Never babe had couch more cozy, Never love a sweeter rest. Artist, can you tell the story? Can you paint a face like this, Haloed with an infant glory? Can you paint a mother's kiss? Lul-la-by-o, by-lo-baby! Angels brought thee from above; Deeming any gift of Heaven Safe within a mother's love! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SAD SHEPHERD by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 23 by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) THE FIRESIDE CHAIRS; HUSBAND TO WIFE by WILLIAM BARNES TO MR. BLEECKER, ON HIS PASSAGE TO NEW YORK by ANN ELIZA BLEECKER SECOND BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 2 by THOMAS CAMPION UPON A MOLE IN CELIA'S BOSOM by THOMAS CAREW |