By-by, lullaby, by-by, lullaby, Rocked I my child; By-by, by-by, by-by, lullaby, Rocked I my child. In a dream late as I lay, Methought I heard a maiden say And speak these words [so] mild: "My little son, with Thee I play, And come," she sang, "by, lullaby." Thus rocked she her child. By-by, lullaby, by-by, lullaby, Rocked I my child; By-by. Then marvelled I right sore of this: A maid to have a child ywis. "By-by, lullaby." Thus rocked she her child. By-by, lullaby, by-by, lullaby, Rocked I my child; By-by, by-by, by-by, lullaby, Rocked I my child. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ADOLF EICHMANN by HAYDEN CARRUTH NO MATTER WHAT, AFTER ALL, AND THAT BEAUTIFUL WORD SO by HAYDEN CARRUTH SORROWING LOVE by KATHERINE MANSFIELD BONNYBELL: THE GRAY SPHEX by EDGAR LEE MASTERS JOHN WILKES BOOTH AT THE FARM (JANUARY 12, 1848) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |