Toward that country let us repair;
In Egypt—some tokens of house—
God grant us grace safe to come there!”
While she spoke, she was tenderly lifting the Baby from His cradle, and the curtains closed upon the Holy Family making preparations for their journey.
The play now went on in the street, for presently, threading their way through the crowd, a company of women entered, each bearing in her arms her little baby. And as the mothers walked to-and-fro and rocked their children, they sang this pretty song:
“Lulla, lulla, thou little tiny child;
By, by, lullay, lullay, thou little tiny child.
By, by, lully, lullay.
O sisters too! how may we do,
For to preserve this day