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Sleep! and through the darksome night Round thy bed G.o.d's angels bright Lullaby!

Guard thee till I come with light!

Lullaby!

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_MY ROSES BLOSSOM THE WHOLE YEAR ROUND._

My roses blossom the whole year round; For, O they grow on enchanted ground; Divine is the earth Where they spring to birth; On dimpling cheeks with love and mirth, They 're found They 're ever found.

My lilies no change of seasons heed; Nor shelter from storms or frosts they need; For, O they grow On a neck of snow, Nor all the wintry blasts that blow They heed, They ever heed.

_CRADLE SONG._

Lullaby! O lullaby!

Baby, hush that little cry!

Light is dying, Bats are flying, Bees to-day with work have done; So, till comes the morrow's sun, Let sleep kiss those bright eyes dry!

Lullaby! O lullaby!

Lullaby! O lullaby!

Hushed are all things far and nigh; Flowers are closing, Birds reposing, All sweet things with life have done; Sweet, till dawns the morning sun, Sleep then kiss those blue eyes dry!

Lullaby! O lullaby!

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F. W. BOURDILLON.

1852.

_LOVE'S MEINIE._

There is no summer ere the swallows come, Nor Love appears, Till Hope, Love's light-winged herald, lifts the gloom Of years.

There is no summer left when swallows fly, And Love at last, When hopes which filled its heaven droop and die, Is past.

_THE NIGHT HAS A THOUSAND EYES._

The night has a thousand eyes, And the day but one; Yet the light of the bright world dies With the dying sun.

The mind has a thousand eyes, And the heart but one; Yet the light of a whole life dies When love is done.

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