<h3><SPAN name="44">A CRADLE SONG</SPAN></h3>
Sleep, sleep, beauty bright,<br/>
Dreaming in the joys of night;<br/>
Sleep, sleep; in thy sleep<br/>
Little sorrows sit and weep.
<br/><br/>Sweet babe, in thy face<br/>
Soft desires I can trace,<br/>
Secret joys and secret smiles,<br/>
Little pretty infant wiles.
<br/><br/>As thy softest limbs I feel,<br/>
Smiles as of the morning steal<br/>
O’er thy cheek, and o’er thy breast<br/>
Where thy little heart doth rest.
<br/><br/>O the cunning wiles that creep<br/>
In thy little heart asleep!<br/>
When thy little heart doth wake,<br/>
Then the dreadful light shall break.
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