by Stephen Foster
Slumber, my darling: thy brother is near
Guarding thy dreams from all terror and fear
Sunlight has passed, and the twilight has gone
Slumber, my darling: the night's coming on
Sweet visions attend thy sleep
Fondest, dearest to me
While others their revels keep
I will watch over thee
Slumber, my darling: the birds are at rest
The wandering dews by the flowers are caressed
Slumber, my darling: I'll wrap thee up warm
And pray that the angels will shield thee from harm
Slumber, my darling: till morn's blushing ray
Brings to the world the glad tidings of day
Fill the dark void with thy dreamy delight
Slumber, thy brother will guard thee tonight
Thy pillow shall sacred be
From all outward alarms
Thou, thou are the world to me
In thine innocent charms
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