Hush, my darling, sleep again!
Sleep, there’s nothing here,
Nothing is my babe can fear;
Moonbeams, the still sleep, and I.
All things hushing now refrain;
Not a cricket, not a mouse,
Not a sound in all the house.
What disturbs thee thus to cry?
It is but a dream’s unrest,
Little blossom,
Hush thee, hush on mother’s breast,
Mother’s bosom.
Hark, the screech-owl, hooting near,
Hark, his charm supply
To my sleepy lullaby.
All things woo to his soft nest,
Baby, all themselves endear,
Darkness waiting to beguile,
Moonbeams seeking for his smile.
Rest thee on thy cradle, rest,
Heaving softly, sweet and oft,
Sunset locking
This way, that way, goes the soft
Cradle rocking.
(Manmohan Ghose)
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