Than the glinting strands of your hair.”
As you in my arms slumber lightly,
Your bright lashes kiss your fair cheek,
I pray the kind God to keep safely
My own little blossom so meek.
Then laying her safe in her cradle,
The lilies clasped close to her breast,
And kissing her dewy lips softly,
I leave her alone to her rest.
The breath of the flowers is no sweeter