Hush, my baby, sleep; Soon my little child will slumber. Hush! don't even peep, But go right to sleep, my dear. Holy Virgin, let me pray, Rock my little child to sleep, That he soon may crawl and creep, And may call: Papa,--Mamma. Foolish Wide Eyes! Lullaby! Now, Saint Catherine, draw nigh, Put to sleep my little one Till her fifteenth year be done! When the fifteen years are sped, Then my daughter must be wed! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHAMBER MUSIC: 12 by JAMES JOYCE SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: WASHINGTON MCNEELY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SONG: SO OFTEN, SO LONG I HAVE THOUGHT by HAYDEN CARRUTH LOVE'S TENDRILS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO CARMEN SYLVA (QUEEN OF ROUMANIA) by EMMA LAZARUS AT THE MERMAID TAVERN (APRIL 10, 1613) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS DOMESDAY BOOK: DR. TRACE TO THE CORONER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |