The little Girl to her Dolly.

There, go to sleep, Dolly, in own mother’s lap;

I’ve put on your night-gown and neat little cap;

So sleep, pretty baby, and shut up your eye,

Bye bye, little Dolly, lie still, and bye bye.

I’ll lay my clean handkerchief over your head,

And then make believe that my lap is your bed;

So hush, little dear, and be sure you don’t cry:

Bye bye, little Dolly, lie still, and bye bye.

There, now it is morning, and time to get up,

And I’ll crumb you a mess in my doll’s china cup;

So wake, little baby, and open your eye,

For I think it high time to have done with bye bye.

a.t.