Slumber song

Still my baby, hush my darling,

Golden stars drift all about your bed;

And while the soft grey veils of sleep

Over your little helpless body creep

Mine arms shall fold you

Close, and hold you

Bathed in the dews of the spirit's fountain head.

From your sleepy world of dreams and stars

Stretch out your tiny hands rememb'ring me.

Through pallid mists and memories

My sweet dead stars fall in the sighing seas.

You have I only, I that am lonely,

O give me love as I give love to thee!