Oh, Rest
Thee Babe Oh! Slumber, my darling, thy sire is a knight Thy mother a lady, so lovely and bright! The hills and the dales from the tow'rs which we see They all shall belong, my dear infant, to thee, Oh! Rest thee, babe, rest thee, babe, sleep on till day, Oh! Rest thee, babe, rest thee, babe, sleep while you may. Oh! Rest thee, my darling, the time it shall come When thy sleep shall be broken by trumpet and drum Then rest thee, my darling, Oh! sleep while you may For war comes with manhood as light comes with day. Oh! Rest thee, babe, rest thee, babe, sleep on till day, Oh! Rest thee, babe, rest thee, babe, sleep while you may. Oh! Slumber, my darling, thy sire is a knight Thy mother a lady, so lovely and bright! The hills and the dales from the tow'rs which we see They all shall belong, my dear infant, to thee, Oh! Rest thee, babe, rest thee, babe, sleep on till day, Oh! Rest thee, babe, rest thee, babe, sleep while you may. |
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