A SLUMBER SONG.
A SLUMBER SONG. Words by M. H. Music by F. E. S. Softly throughout, but well accented.
1. Sleep, oh sleep, my lambs a-wea-ry! Shin-ing sun-beams all are o’er;’Tis the time when lit-tle children Sail a-way to slum-ber shore.2. Glid-ing, glid-ing to the mu-sic Of a ten-der, tender lulla-byGent-ly drift the lads and lass-es When the stars come out on high.3. Soft-ly to the swaying grass-es Fall the gracious drops of dew;Yet more soft-ly at the gloaming Close the bairn-ies’ eyes of blue.
1. Sleep, oh sleep, my lambs a-wea-ry! Shin-ing sun-beams all are o’er;’Tis the time when lit-tle children Sail a-way to slum-ber shore.2. Glid-ing, glid-ing to the mu-sic Of a ten-der, tender lulla-byGent-ly drift the lads and lass-es When the stars come out on high.3. Soft-ly to the swaying grass-es Fall the gracious drops of dew;Yet more soft-ly at the gloaming Close the bairn-ies’ eyes of blue.
1. Sleep, oh sleep, my lambs a-wea-ry! Shin-ing sun-beams all are o’er;’Tis the time when lit-tle children Sail a-way to slum-ber shore.
1. Sleep, oh sleep, my lambs a-wea-ry! Shin-ing sun-beams all are o’er;
’Tis the time when lit-tle children Sail a-way to slum-ber shore.
2. Glid-ing, glid-ing to the mu-sic Of a ten-der, tender lulla-byGent-ly drift the lads and lass-es When the stars come out on high.
2. Glid-ing, glid-ing to the mu-sic Of a ten-der, tender lulla-by
Gent-ly drift the lads and lass-es When the stars come out on high.
3. Soft-ly to the swaying grass-es Fall the gracious drops of dew;Yet more soft-ly at the gloaming Close the bairn-ies’ eyes of blue.
3. Soft-ly to the swaying grass-es Fall the gracious drops of dew;
Yet more soft-ly at the gloaming Close the bairn-ies’ eyes of blue.