Sleep, baby, sleep! Once more upon my breast Thine aching head shall rest, In quiet sleep. Sleep, baby, sleep! Sweetly thine eye is closing, Calmly thou'rt now reposing, In slumber deep. Sleep, angel baby, sleep! Not in thy cradle bed Shall rest thy little head, But with the quiet dead, In dreamless sleep. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE WATER by HAYDEN CARRUTH STORIES ARE MADE OF MISTAKES by JAMES GALVIN SORROW SINGERS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON AN OLD WOMAN: 2. HARVEST by EDITH SITWELL HUFFMAN'S PHOTOGRAPH OF THE GRAVES OF THE UNKNOWN AT LITTLE BIGHORN by KAREN SWENSON |