THE MOTHER'S SONG
Come, O Sleep, from Chio's isle,
Take my little one awhile.—Greek Folk-Song.
COME hither, Sleep, from Chio's isle!
My wakeful babe canst thou beguile?
Let rose of dawn be on the cheek,
On sweet lips parted as to speak,
But bring a twilight o'er these eyes
As bright and blue as summer skies.
Then swing the cradle to and fro