A lullaby

I'll set you a-swing in a purple bell,

Of the lady finger,

Where brown bees linger,

And loiter long,

I'll set you a-swing in a fairy dell,

To the silv'ry ring of a fairy song.

I'll put you in a float in a boat of pearl,

On a moonlit sea,

Where your path shall be

Of silver and blue,

To fairyland, childeen, sweet girl,

To its rose-strewn strand, bath'd in glist'ning dew.

I'll make you a nest, a soft, warm nest,

In my heart's core,

Alanniv asthore,

When day is gone,

Where cosily curl'd on mother's breast,

My share o' the world you'll rest till dawn.