54 Mother-Song. Who all time er-frettin' en de middle er de day? Mammy's li'l' boy, Mammy's li'l' boy. Who all time er-gettin' so sleepy 'e can' play? Mammy's li'l' baby boy. Byo baby boy, oh bye, By-o li'l' boy. En 'e come ter es mammy, Shoo, shoo, shoo-shoo-shoo, Shoo Dere now, lay right down on Mammy's bed en go 'long back ter sleep,-Shoo-shoo.-Look hyar, nigger, go way f'om dat do'. You wake dis chile up wid dat jewsharp, en I'll wear yer out ter frazzles.-Sh-h-h H. S. EDWARDS. A FACE. BETWEEN the curtains of snowy lace, My heart responds with a lonely cry— That ever haunting and longed-for face, All that was taken shall be made good; ELLA WHEELER WILCOX. From Maurine and Other Poems. Published by W. B. CONKEY COMPANY. A SLUMBER SONG. HUSH, baby, hush! In the west there is glory, With changes of amethyst, crimson, and gold; The sun goes to bed like a king in a story Told by a poet of old. Hush, baby, hush! There's a wind on the river, A sleepy old wind, with a voice like a sigh; And he sings to the rushes that dreamily quiver Down where the ripples run by. Hush, baby, hush! Lambs are drowsily bleating Down in cool meadows where daisy-buds grow; And the echo, aweary with all day repeating, Has fallen asleep long ago. Hush, baby, hush! There are katydids calling "Good-night” to each other adown every breeze; And the sweet baby-moon has been falling and falling, Till now she is caught in the trees. Mother-Song. Hush, baby, hush! It is time you were winging 57 Your way to the land that lies-no one knows where. It is late, baby, late; Mother's tired with her singing; Soon she will follow you there. Hush, baby, hush! E. O. COOKE. FALLING TO SLEEP. EVENING is falling to sleep in the west, Lulling the golden-brown meadows to rest; Twinkle like diamonds the stars in the skies, Sweetly sleep; Jesus doth keep; And Jesus will give His beloved ones sleep. Now all the flowers have gone to repose, Sweetly sleep; Jesus doth keep; And Jesus will give His beloved ones sleep. Sleep till the flowers shall open once more; Sweetly sleep; Jesus doth keep; And Jesus will give His beloved ones sleep. ANONYMOUS. |