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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CRADLE SONG OF A SOLDIER'S WIFE, by T. T. BARKER First Line: Baby, sleep! Shadows creep Last Line: Singing by thy cradle-bed! | |||
Baby, sleep! shadows creep Down the hillsides dark and long. Slumber softly and thy dreaming May perchance have brighter seeming, For thy mother's cradle-song! Baby, sleep! low I weep, Lest I wake thee in my woe! Where the campfires gleam and quiver, Far away beside the river, Father thinks of thee, I know. Baby, sleep! angels keep Holy vigils o'er thy head! And thy mother's life seems sweeter, Griefs grow dim and joys completer, Singing by thy cradle-bed! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NOT DEAD by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES THE WIND AND THE MOON by GEORGE MACDONALD MILK FOR THE CAT by HAROLD MONRO AT FREDERICKSBURG [DECEMBER 13, 1862] by JOHN BOYLE O'REILLY THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 27 by OMAR KHAYYAM HOMAGE TO SEXTUS PROPERTIUS: 6 by EZRA POUND SA-CA-GA-WE-A; THE INDIAN GIRL WHO GUIDED LEWIS AND CLARK by EDNA DEAN PROCTOR SONG, WRITTEN AT SEA, IN THE FIRST DUTCH WAR, 1665 ... by CHARLES SACKVILLE (1637-1706) |
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