THE ROGUEY MANAT baby boy I fondly peep—I came to kiss good-night;But, there, my darling's fast asleep,Closed are those blue eyes bright.Wee sturdy arms tired out with playAre folded and at rest;The feet that pattered round all dayAre tucked in downy nest.A stray lock from the curly headLies on the snow-white brow;The smile from merry lips has fled,No dimple greets me now.Softly he breathes; sleep on, sweet dear;May happy dreams be thine,And guardian-angels hover near,To bless thee, baby mine.****But what in all the world is this—The blankets thrown aside,The rose-bud lips upraised to kiss,The dancing eyes oped wide?And loud he crows with baby glee,His curls with laughter shake.Why, he has just been fooling me—The roguey man's awake!Edmund Mitchell.
AT baby boy I fondly peep—I came to kiss good-night;But, there, my darling's fast asleep,Closed are those blue eyes bright.Wee sturdy arms tired out with playAre folded and at rest;The feet that pattered round all dayAre tucked in downy nest.A stray lock from the curly headLies on the snow-white brow;The smile from merry lips has fled,No dimple greets me now.Softly he breathes; sleep on, sweet dear;May happy dreams be thine,And guardian-angels hover near,To bless thee, baby mine.****But what in all the world is this—The blankets thrown aside,The rose-bud lips upraised to kiss,The dancing eyes oped wide?And loud he crows with baby glee,His curls with laughter shake.Why, he has just been fooling me—The roguey man's awake!Edmund Mitchell.
AT baby boy I fondly peep—I came to kiss good-night;But, there, my darling's fast asleep,Closed are those blue eyes bright.
AT baby boy I fondly peep—
I came to kiss good-night;
But, there, my darling's fast asleep,
Closed are those blue eyes bright.
Wee sturdy arms tired out with playAre folded and at rest;The feet that pattered round all dayAre tucked in downy nest.
Wee sturdy arms tired out with play
Are folded and at rest;
The feet that pattered round all day
Are tucked in downy nest.
A stray lock from the curly headLies on the snow-white brow;The smile from merry lips has fled,No dimple greets me now.
A stray lock from the curly head
Lies on the snow-white brow;
The smile from merry lips has fled,
No dimple greets me now.
Softly he breathes; sleep on, sweet dear;May happy dreams be thine,And guardian-angels hover near,To bless thee, baby mine.
Softly he breathes; sleep on, sweet dear;
May happy dreams be thine,
And guardian-angels hover near,
To bless thee, baby mine.
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But what in all the world is this—The blankets thrown aside,The rose-bud lips upraised to kiss,The dancing eyes oped wide?
But what in all the world is this—
The blankets thrown aside,
The rose-bud lips upraised to kiss,
The dancing eyes oped wide?
And loud he crows with baby glee,His curls with laughter shake.Why, he has just been fooling me—The roguey man's awake!
And loud he crows with baby glee,
His curls with laughter shake.
Why, he has just been fooling me—
The roguey man's awake!
Edmund Mitchell.
Edmund Mitchell.