Lullaby

Sun-flood, moon-gleam

Ebb and flow;

Twinkle-footed star flocks

Come and go:

Eager little Stranger,

Sleep and grow!

Yearning in the moon-lift

Surge the seas;

Southering, the sun-lured

Gray goose flees:

Eager with the same urge,

You and these!

Canopied in splendor --

Red, gold, blue --

With the tender Autumn

Cooing through;

Oh, the mighty cradle

Rocking you!