A BOSTON LULLABY

Doff thy new spectacles,

Peregrine, darling one;

Minds are but obstacles

When work is overdone.

Lullaby, hushaby, slumber thou festinate,

Hushaby, lullaby, never procrastinate.

Lay down thy Ibsen, dear,

Browning and Emerson;

Sealed be thy cultured ear

Save to my benison.

Lullaby, hushaby, cherish obedience.

Hushaby, lullaby, captivate somnolence.

Dream thou of Lohengrin,

Siegfried, Brünnhilde fair;

Banish, my Peregrine,

Thoughts of the Pilgrims spare.

Lullaby, hushaby, sleep, dear, till night is done.

Hushaby, lullaby, mother's phenomenon.

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