When sweet day is over
I creep into bed
Under my rosy cover,
My prayers all said.
My nice bath taken,
I lie cool and sweet,
Wrapped in sweet-smelling linen
From head to feet.
I watch Nanna’s candle
Through a chink in the door,—
Nanna, sitting and sewing,
Her shadow on the floor.
The Moon comes to see me
And the Evening Star;
All night long the Corncrake
Croaks near and far.
I think I’ve been sleeping
Just a minute or two
Before Cuckoo shouts beside me—
Wake up! Cuckoo!
[Illustration: Black and white illustration of a small figure in a
ruffled tunic standing in a shallow pan next to a large candle, pulling
a paper cone over the top of the candle.]
PRINTED IN GREAT BRITAIN BY
BILLING AND SONS, LIMITED,
GUILDFORD AND ESHER
[Illustration: Back flyleaf.]
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