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The Angels Of Sleep

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Asleep the child fell             When night cast its spell;             The angels came near             With laughter and cheer.     Her watch at its waking the mother was keeping:     "How sweet, my dear child, was your smile now while sleeping!"             To God mother went,             From home it was rent;             Asleep the child fell             'Neath tears' troublous spell.     But soon it heard laughter and mother-words tender;     The angels brought dreams full of childhood's rare splendor.             It grew with the years,             Till gone were the tears;             Asleep the child fell,             While thoughts cast their spell.     But faithful the angels their vigils were keeping,     The thoughts took and whispered: "Have peace now, while sleeping!"

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