By The Cradle.
The baby Summer lies asleep and dreaming-- Dreaming and blooming like a guarded rose; And March, a kindly nurse, though rude of seeming, Is watching by the cradle hung with snows. Her blowing winds but keep the rockers swinging, And deepen slumber in the shut blue eyes, And the shrill cadences of her high singing Are to the babe but wonted lullabies. She draws the coverlet white and tucks it trimly, She folds the little sleeper safe from harm; Or bends to lift the veil, and, peering inly, Makes sure it lies all undisturbed and warm. And so she sits, till in the still, gray dawning Two fairer nurses come, her place to take, And smiling, beaming, with no word of warning, Draw off the quilt, and kiss the babe awake.
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"The baby Summer lies asleep and dreaming--..."
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