THE NEW YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY

ASTOR, LENOX

TLDEN FOUNDA KONS

SEA SLUMBER-SONG

SEA-BIRDS are asleep,
The world forgets to weep,
Sea murmurs her soft slumber-song
On the shadowy sand

Of this elfin land;
“I, the Mother mild,

Hush thee, O my child,
Forget the voices wild !
Isles in elfin light
Dream, the rocks and caves,
Lull’d by whispering waves,
Veil their marbles bright,
Foam glimmers faintly white
Upon the shelly sand
Of this elfin land;
Sea-sound, like violins,
To slumber woos and wins,
I murmur my soft slumber-song,
Leave woes, and wails, and sins,
Ocean's shadowy night
Breathes good-night,
Good-night!”

Roden Noel SWEET AND LOW

SWEET and low, sweet and low,

Wind of the western sea,
Low, low, breathe and blow,

Wind of the western sea !
Over the rolling waters go,
Come from the dying moon and blow,

Blow him again to me;
While my little one, while my pretty one,

sleeps.

Sleep and rest, sleep and rest,

Father will come to thee soon; Rest, rest, on mother's breast,

Father will come to thee soon ; Father will come to his babe in the nest, Silver sails all out of the west

Under the silver moon; Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep.

Alfred Tennyson

A CRADLE HYMN

Hush! my dear, lie still and slumber,

Holy angels guard thy bed ! Heavenly blessings without number

Gently falling on thy head.