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BE HUSH'D by THOMAS HASTINGS

First Line: BE HUSH'D, MY DEAR
Last Line: THEIR VIGILS NEAR THEE KEEP.
Be hush'd, my dear,
Thy mother's near,
Thou need'st no longer weep;
Soft melody
She sings to thee,
Now close thine eyes in sleep.

Be hush'd, my dear,
Dry every tear,
In sweetest quiet keep;
O weep not so
O'er infant woe,
But close thine eyes in sleep.

Be hush'd, my dear,
No thought of fear
Should break thy slumbers deep;
Angels above,
With wings of love,
Their vigils near thee keep.



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