Sleep, Baby Mine

To the tune of Basciami vita mia*

Sleep, baby mine, Desire; nurse Beauty singeth:
Thy cries, O baby, set mine head on aching;
The babe cries: Way, thy love doth keep me waking.

Lully, lully, my babe, Hope cradle bringeth
Unto my children alway good rest taking;
The babe cries: Way, thy love doth keep me waking.

Since, baby mine, from me thy watching springeth,
Sleep then a little, pap content is making;
The babe cries: Nay, for that abide I waking.




* Sidneiana has a song file for this poem.


From:
Brooks-Davies, Douglas, ed.
Silver Poets of the Sixteenth Century.
London: J. M. Dent & Sons Ltd., 1992. 227.

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