LULLABY
Reading edition
Where is peace but on your breast? Where does slumbering joy lie down? Where do hope and gladness rest, Like bright jewels in a crown? All are found where your heart beats; Like strong children in repose, When the twilight hour retreats, And day’s golden moments close! Lull me, dearest, into sleep, Let me find a pillow fair On your breast, where breathings deep Rock me, far away from care. Kiss my aching brow, and then— Lay your hands upon my head; Peace will come to me again, When your bosom is my bed.