Sing the South [poems]
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Sing the South [poems]
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And your couch, lighted up by the twilight's soft gleams.
Is woven for you from the fabric of dreams; While sleep, like a mantle, comes borne on the breeze Sweeping cool from the heights of the blue Pyrenees.
WHEN I LAY ME DOWN TO SLEEP.
Dear old dad, I'm, oh, so homesick, and I'd give the world to be Back beneath the dear old roof -tree kneeling down beside your knee.
Like I used to in my nightie when the day-end shadows fell.
And the night came softly creeping o'er the scenes I loved so well....
Now I fear Fm almost crying; tears bedim my tired eyes.
Oh, for just one hour of childhood and the dear old lullabies !
Just to feel your arms and mother's round my child- ish shoulders creep.
As when I in drowsy accents lisped: "I lay me down to sleep/' 45 46 SING THE SOUTH.
Let the day be e*er so toilsome, when the shades of night have come.
Then your face, your face and mother's, smile on me from out the gloom; And the cit/s dreary clamor and the choking dust and grime.
Fading, weave themselves in visions of the home that once was mine.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
And your couch, lighted up by the twilight's soft gleams.
Is woven for you from the fabric of dreams; While sleep, like a mantle, comes borne on the breeze Sweeping cool from the heights of the blue Pyrenees.
WHEN I LAY ME DOWN TO SLEEP.
Dear old dad, I'm, oh, so homesick, and I'd give the world to be Back beneath the dear old roof -tree kneeling down beside your knee.
Like I used to in my nightie when the day-end shadows fell.
And the night came softly creeping o'er the scenes I loved so well....
Now I fear Fm almost crying; tears bedim my tired eyes.
Oh, for just one hour of childhood and the dear old lullabies !
Just to feel your arms and mother's round my child- ish shoulders creep.
As when I in drowsy accents lisped: "I lay me down to sleep/' 45 46 SING THE SOUTH.
Let the day be e*er so toilsome, when the shades of night have come.
Then your face, your face and mother's, smile on me from out the gloom; And the cit/s dreary clamor and the choking dust and grime.
Fading, weave themselves in visions of the home that once was mine.
What to read after Sing the South [poems]?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Lewis, Judd Mortimer, 1867- to read onlineMoreLess
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