Lollyby, Lolly, Lollyby (Eugene Field Poems)
Last night, whiles that the curfew bell ben ringing,I heard a moder to her dearie singing'Lollyby, lolly, lollyby.'And presently that ...
Last night, whiles that the curfew bell ben ringing,I heard a moder to her dearie singing'Lollyby, lolly, lollyby.'And presently that ...
_Deere Chryste, let not the cheere of earth, To fill our hearts with heedless mirth This holy Christmasse time; ...
Last night, whiles that the curfew bell ben ringing,I heard a moder to her dearie singing ...
The Rock-a-By Lady from Hushaby streetComes stealing; comes creeping;The poppies they hang from her head to her feet,And each hath ...
Sleep, little pigeon, and fold your wings,— Little blue pigeon with velvet eyes;Sleep to the singing of mother-bird swinging— Swinging ...
Accept, dear girl, this little token, And if between the lines you seek, You'll find the love I've often spoken-The ...
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