Sweet and low, sweet and low

Alfred Lord Tennyson

1809 to 1892

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Wind of the western sea!
Rest, rest, on mother's breast,
Low, low, breathe and blow,
Sweet and low, sweet and low,
Father will come to his babe in the nest,
While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps.
Sleep and rest, sleep and rest,
Over the rolling waters go,
Father will come to thee soon;
Blow him again to me;
Wind of the western sea,
Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep.
Under the silver moon:
Silver sails all out of the west
Come from the dying moon, and blow,
Father will come to thee soon;

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