Sweet and low, sweet and low
Alfred Lord Tennyson
1809 to 1892
Track 1
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Father will come to thee soon;
Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep.
Sleep and rest, sleep and rest,
Come from the dying moon, and blow,
Low, low, breathe and blow,
Silver sails all out of the west
Sweet and low, sweet and low,
Wind of the western sea!
Rest, rest, on mother's breast,
Father will come to his babe in the nest,
Under the silver moon:
While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps.
Father will come to thee soon;
Blow him again to me;
Wind of the western sea,
Over the rolling waters go,
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