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Poems of Cabin and Field (1899)

Poems of Cabin and Field

Illustrated with Photographs by the Hampton Institute Camera Club and Decorations by Alice Morse.

To: Bishop Henry C. Potter and with him the friends who were kind in my illness.

First published by Dodd, Mead & Co., New York, 1899.
William Briggs, Toronto
Copyright: 1896-1899 by Dodd, Mead & Co.
Copyright: 1895-1896 by the Century Company

Copyright 1899

Lullaby

Bedtime's come fu' little boys.
Po' little lamb.
Too tiahed out to make a noise,
Po' little lamb.
You gwine t' have to-morrer sho'?
Yes, you tole me dat befo',
Don't you fool me, chile, no mo',
Po' little lamb.

You been bad de livelong day,
Po' little lamb.
Th'owin' stones an' runnin' 'way,
Po' little lamb.
My, but you's a-runnin' wil',
Look jes' lak some po' folks chile;
Mam' gwine whup you atter while,
Po' little lamb.

Come hyeah! you mos' tiahed to def,
Po' little lamb.
Placed yo'se'f clean out o' bref,
Po' little lamb.
See dem han's now--sich a sight!
Would you evah b'lieve dey's white?
Stan' still twell I wash 'em right,
Po' little lamb.

Jes' cain't hol' yo' haid up straight,
Po' little lamb.
Hadn't oughter played so late,
Po' little lamb.
Mammy do' know whut she'd do,
Ef de chillun's all lak you;
You's a caution now fu' true,
Po' little lamb.

Lay yo' haid down in my lap,
Po' little lamb.
Y'ought to have a right good slap,
Po' little lamb.
You been runnin' roun' a heap.
Shet dem eyes an' don't you peep,
Dah now, dah now, go to sleep,
Po' little lamb.

This poem appears in the following book(s):

Lyrics of the Hearthside, Poems of Cabin and Field

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