A LULLABY

Little birdie, fold thy wings,

Snuggle in thy nest;

While the wind thy cradle swings,

Baby-birdie, rest!

Oh, so wee and warm and near

To thy mamma’s breast!

Oh, so free from harm and fear!

Go to rest, go to rest!

Little flower, hide thy face,

For ’tis eventide!

In the sleepy night’s embrace,

Little flower, hide!

Oh, so wee and fair and still

On thy mamma’s breast!

Oh, so free from care and ill!

Be at rest, be at rest!

Little baby, close thine eyes;

Fairies come for thee

From the land of lullabys,

Where my baby’ll be

Oh, so blissful while she sleeps

On her mamma’s breast!

And I kiss her smiling lips;

She’s at rest, she’s at rest!