The Girl's Own Paper, Vol. XX. No. 1011, May 13, 1899

Vol. XX.—No. 1011.]
MAY 13, 1899.
By SARAH DOUDNEY.
“SLEEP, SISTER, SLEEP.”
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Sleep, sister, sleep, while the lovely light
Shines still through the dark old firs;
The birds sleep sound in their nests all night,
And only the wild wind stirs;
Far over the hills and far away
The earth is losing its gold;