Lullaby
The golden dreamboat’s ready, all her silken sails
are spread,
And the breeze is gently blowing to the fairy
port of Bed,
And the fairy’s captain’s waiting while the busy
sandman flies
With the. silver dust of slumber, closing every
baby’s eyes.
Oh, the night is rich w.ith moonlight and the sea
is calm with peace,
And the angels fly to guard you and their watch
shall never cease,
And the fairies there await y^u ; they have splen
did dreams to spin ;
You shall hear them gayly singing as the dream-
boat’s putting in.
Like the ripple of the water does the dreamboat’s
whistle blow,
Only baby ears can catch it when it comes the
time to go,
Only little ones may journey on so wonderful a
ship,
And go drifting off to slumber with no care to
mar the trip.
Oh, the little eyes are heavy but the little soul is
light;
It shall never know a sorrow or a terror through
the night.
And at last when dawn is breaking and the
dreamboat’s trip is o’er,
You shall wake to find the mother smiling over
you once more.
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