A Cradle Song

Sleep, baby, sleep,
Thy father watches his sheep,
Thy mother shakes the dreamland trees,
And down fall sweet dreams for thee.

About Christina Rossetti

English poet of the Pre-Raphaelite movement. Known for "Goblin Market" and devotional verse of exquisite craftsmanship.

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