The Kingdom of Love by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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page 55 of 108 (50%)
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Oh, come, my baby, do;
Creep into my lap, and with a nap We'll break the day in two. When the shadows slant for afternoon, When the midday meal is over, When the winds have sung themselves into a swoon, And the bees drone in the clover, Then hie to me, hie, for a lullaby - Come, my baby, do; Creep into my lap, and with a nap We'll break the day in two. We'll break it in two with a crooning song, With a soft and soothing number; For the day has no right to be so long And keep my baby from slumber. Then rock-a-by, rock, may white dreams flock Like angels over you; Baby's gone, and the deed is done, We've broken the day in two. THE RAPE OF THE MIST High o'er the clouds a Sunbeam shone, And far down under him, |
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