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A Cradle Song

Written by: William Butler Yeats | Biography
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 The angels are stooping
Above your bed;
They weary of trooping
With the whimpering dead.
God's laughing in Heaven To see you so good; The Sailing Seven Are gay with His mood.
I sigh that kiss you, For I must own That I shall miss you When you have grown.



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