Occasional Muse

Occasional Muse

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Shire Lullaby

Written By: Connie Marie Anderson

In a carved wooden cradle,
Nigh warm, friendly hearth,
In a hole snug and safe ‘neath the ground,
I will hold you, I’ll rock you,
While rain patters down.
Go to sleep, little bairn, to the sound, to the sound.
Go to sleep, my sweet bairn, to the sound.

The rain clouds glow silver,
The moon, he peeks through,
Face so merry and round.
In your da’s lovely garden,
Peeping frogs croon.
Go to sleep, little bairn, to the sound, to the sound.
Go to sleep, my sweet bairn, to the sound.

Soon comes the morrow,
The lark, she will sing.
Bluebells will bob in the sun, the sun.
Eyes all a-twinkle
To da’s waiting arms
Through purple clover you’ll run. Oh!

But the dawn is still distant,
The wind softly sighs
O’er the Hill, across the Far Downs.
Your mumma, she whispers a hushed lullabye:
Go to sleep, little bairn, to the sound, to the sound.
Go to sleep, my sweet bairn, to the sound.
Go to sleep, little bairn, to the sound, to the sound.
Go to sleep, my sweet bairn, to the sound.