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1858–1924

BABY SONG.

Edith Nesbit

Sleep, baby, sleep! The greeny glow-worms creep, The pigeons to their cote are gone And, to their fold, the sheep.

Rest, baby, rest! The sun sinks in the west, The daisies all have gone to sleep, The birds are in the nest.

Sleep, baby, sleep! The sky grows dark and deep, The stars watch over all the world, God's angels guard thy sleep.

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