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Lullaby
Sleep, pretty lady, the night is enfolding you;
Drift, and so lightly, on crystalline streams.

Wrapped in its perfumes, the darkness is holding you;
Starlight bespangles the way of your dreams.

Chorus the nightingales, wistfully amorous;
Blessedly quiet, the blare of the day.

All the sweet hours may your visions be glamorous-
Sleep, pretty lady, as long as you may.


Sleep, pretty lady, the night shall be still for you;
Silvered and silent, it watches you rest.

Each little breeze, in its eagerness, will for you
Murmur the melodies ancient and blest.

So in the midnight does happiness capture us;
Morning is dim with another day's tears.

Give yourself sweetly to images rapturous-
Sleep, pretty lady, a couple of years.


Sleep, pretty lady, the world awaits day with you;
Girlish and golden, the slender young moon.

Grant the fond darkness its mystical way with you;
Morning returns to us ever too soon.

Roses unfold, in their loveliness, all for you;
Blossom the lilies for hope of your glance.

When you're awake, all the men go and fall for you-
Sleep, pretty lady, and give me a chance.
Written by: Louise Gluck

Book: Shattered Sighs