John Bannister Tabb (Джон Банистер Табб)

Slumber-Song

      Lo, in the west
      A cloud at rest--
  A babe upon its mother's breast--
      Is sleeping now.

      Above it beams
      A star that seems
  To shed the light of holy dreams
      Upon its brow.

      But cloud and star,
      Tho' nearer far
  They seem, my Babe, more distant are
      From heaven than thou.

1. The Bluebird
2. Doctor Tumble-Bug
3. A Cavalcade
4. A Bunch of Roses
5. Bicycles! Tricycles!

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