Children's Corner; Poetry

Good Night!

On your pretty cradle-bed;

Shut your eye-peeps, now the day

And the light are gone away;

All the clothes are tucked in tight;

Little baby dear, good night.

How the bitter wind doth blow;

And the winter's snow and rain

Patter on the window-pane:

But they cannot come in here,

To my little baby dear.

Till the stormy night is past;

And the curtains warm are spread

Round about her cradle-bed:

So till morning shineth bright

Little baby dear, good night!

Little baby, lay your head

Yes, my darling, well I know

For the window shutteth fast,

Till the stormy night is past;

And the curtains warm are spread

Round about her cradle-bed:

So till morning shineth bright

Little baby dear, good night!

Author : Ann and Jane  Taylor