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"Sweet and Low" by Ilsa Birmingham
Ilsa Birmingham (1958); “North European.” “Sweet and Low” Ilsa learned from her Mom. The sleep comes to her softly in a dark blue color. Sleep is calm, secure, and peaceful. During her trip to Sleep Ilsa imagines of a rain falling on a mountain tent. She loves bread, because it reminds her grandmother’s bread.
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| Sweet and Low by Alfred Tennyson, 1st Baron (1809–92) |
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| Sweet and low, sweet and low, |
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| Wind of the western sea, |
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| Low, low, breathe and blow, |
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| Wind of the western sea! |
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| Over the rolling waters go, |
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| Come from the dying moon, and blow, |
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| Blow him again to me; |
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| While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. |
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| Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, |
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| Father will come to thee soon; |
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| Rest, rest, on mother’s breast, |
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| Father will come to thee soon; |
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| Father will come to his babe in the nest; |
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| Silver sails all out of the west |
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| Under the silver moon: |
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| Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep. |
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