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Poem by Joseph Rodman Drake


Song (Oh! go to sleep, my baby dear)


Oh! go to sleep, my baby dear,
   And I will hold thee on my knee;
Thy mothers in her winding sheet,
   And thou art all thats left to me.
My hairs are white with grief and age,
   Ive borne the weight of every ill,
And I would lay me with my child,
   But thou art left to love me still.

Should thy false father see thy face,
   The tears would fill his cruel ee,
But he has scorned thy mothers wo,
   And he shall never look on thee:
But I will rear thee up alone,
   And with me thou shalt aye remain;
For thou wilt have thy mothers smile,
   And I shall see my child again.



Joseph Rodman Drake


Joseph Rodman Drake's other poems:
  1. Bronx
  2. Written in a Ladys Album
  3. To a Lady with a Withered Violet
  4. Lines Written on Leaving New Rochelle
  5. Lines to a Lady, on Hearing Her Sing Cushlamachree


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