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diff --git a/10931-0.txt b/10931-0.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..4af7021 --- /dev/null +++ b/10931-0.txt @@ -0,0 +1,257 @@ +*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 10931 *** + +THE LULLABY + +WITH ORIGINAL ENGRAVINGS + + +NEW LONDON: +JOHN R. BOLLES + +[Illustration] + + + + +EVENING SONG. + + Twilight dews are on the roses, + Little birds are in the nest, + On the green the lamb reposes-- + Rest thee, little darling, rest. + + While my babe is sweetly sleeping, + Silent stars are bright above, + And the angels' eyes are keeping + Over thee their watch of love. + + Precious child! may that blest Saviour + Who for us a child was born, + Guard thee now and guard thee ever-- + Keep thee safely, night and morn! + + * * * * * + +[Illustration] + + + +THE ROBINS. + + Two little robins made a nest-- + 'Twas in the warm spring weather; + They built it out of sticks and straws + And little bits of feather. + + It was upon an apple bough, + With blossoms all around it; + So neatly wove and fitted in + That no one ever found it. + + And there four little birds lay hid, + With nice green leaves to shield them, + And there they peeped and flapped about, + And well the old ones fed them. + + And when the hawk comes hovering near, + The speckled hen gives a cry of fear, + And the little chickens, every one, + Up to her in a moment run, + Safely hide beneath her wings. + Oh! the nice old speckled hen, + With her pretty chickens ten. + + * * * * * + + + +LULLABY. + + There, lullaby, and I will sing to you + A little song about a yellow bird + That made a nest upon a currant bush, + And sung the sweetest that you ever heard, + Lullaby, lullaby! + + There were two little birds that built the nest; + One sat and sung upon the garden wall, + The other, with her warm and downy breast, + Covered the eggs so beautiful and small. + Lullaby, lullaby! + + One day some little birds came peeping out, + And then they opened wide their mouths for food; + The yellow birds flew down and skipped about, + And brought them something very nice and good. + Lullaby, lullaby! + + And so they grew and grew, till puss, one day, + Tore down the pretty nest with sudden rush, + But Johnny saw, and took the birds away, + And placed them in the nest, back on the bush. + Lullaby, lullaby! +The old ones found them safe, poor trembling things; + They smoothed and fed them, and that very day + They taught them how to spread their little wings, + And 'mong the garden trees to soar away. + Lullaby, lullaby? + + * * * * * + + + +SNOW. + + The snow, the snow is coming, + So graceful and light, + All over every thing, + Beautiful and white. + + A thousand, thousand snow-flakes, + They're swimming in the air; + They fall upon the cherry-trees, + And hang like blossoms there. + + They are coming, coming, coming, + As far as I can see; + They 'light, like little fairy birds, + Upon the old oak tree. + + Each flake of snow is pretty-- + A spangle or a gem; + But they melt away in dew-drops-- + I can not treasure them. + + They melt beneath the sunbeam, + They sink into the ground, + And where they vanish, by-and-by, + Sweet flowers will be found, + + And I am told they moisten + And make the flowrets grow; + So, welcome, very welcome, + Are the gentle flakes of snow. + + Poor lammie! what a pity + One little foot is hurt, + And the face that was so pretty + Is covered with the dirt! + + But up, and never mind it; + A little brook is near-- + Among the grass you'll find it-- + The water's cool and clear. + + I guess you will feel better-- + Step in and take a drink; + That shallow brook of water, + With flowers around the brink. + + * * * * * + + + +LULLABY. + + A woman gently rocks her easy chair, + With a sweet infant lying on her breast, + The gentle motion waving her long hair, + As thus she sings her little one to rest, + Lullaby, lullaby! + + Another twilight, and my heart is thrilled + Still with thy living beauty; angel feet + This day have trod our threshold, but to shield, + And not to bear thee hence, my baby sweet. + Lullaby, lullaby! + + One radiant star is shining in the west, + A softer radiance is in thine eyes; + Upon the slender stalk the blossoms rest-- + A sweeter blossom on my bosom lies. + Lullaby, lullaby! + + All thou mayest be I dare not image now, + As thou in life shalt bear an earnest part; + Only I pray that on thy spotless brow + The seal of heaven be set, and true thy heart, + Lullaby, lullaby! + + The dew is falling, and the leaves are stirred + With a low whispering of love and power, + And thou art sleepy now, my nestling bird, + Shut thy blue eyes as softly shuts the flower. + Lullaby, lullaby! + + * * * * * + + + +HYMN. + + God who is in heaven + Made all the pretty flowers, + He sends the pleasant sunshine, + And sends the dripping showers. + + He made all living creatures, + And the earth to bring forth food, + And we will love and praise him, + For he is very good. + + * * * * * + + + +2. + + Keep us in the midnight, + Saviour dear, + Through the hours of darkness, + Oh, be thou near! + + Powerless and lowly, + We lean on thy arm-- + Watcher of Israel, + Keep us from harm! + + * * * * * + + + + +WELCOME. + + There comes a little bird + In at the door; + Do see! Upon my word, + It's on the floor. + + Little bird, come and stay; + Here you are welcome, + Or you may fly away + To your own home. + + I will give you bread, + Much as you say; + After you have fed, + You may skip away. + + There, on the cherry-tree, + Build your downy nest, + Or in any other + That you like best, + + Little birds, pretty birds, + Come to my door; + If you have no words, + _Sing_ out for more! + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Lullaby, With Original Engravings +by John R. Bolles + +*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 10931 *** |