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...low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me; While my little one,...Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep. Morn in the white wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and each...

...low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me ; While my little one,...Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep. At/red Tennyson. ANNAN WATER ANNAN Water 's wading deep, And my Love Annie 's wondrous bonny ; And...

...low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me ; While my little one,...will come to his babe in the nest, Silver sails all oat of the west Under the silver moon : Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep,, Alfred...

...breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go ; Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me ; While my little one,...Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep. august HIS SHARE AND MINE. Nmcteentlj. TTE went from me so softly and so soon. His sweet hands rest...

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...the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me ; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleep*. Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to...Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep III. MOBN in the white wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and...

...ear. — In Mcmoriam, xxxviii. : Tennyson. Here the idea of rocking a babe to sleep is uppermost : Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to...Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep. — Lullaby from The Princess : Tennyson. Here is a movement to accompany a triumphant march : Hail...

...low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me : While my little one,...Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep. n. The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story : The long light shakes across...

...that had been so potent with her should possess no magic for him. CHAPTER XXX "IT is ALL OVER, BABY" " Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to...Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep." TENNYSON. IT was on a hot thundery July afternoon that Sir Hugh entered Redmond Hall, weary and heated...