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Sing me to sleep, my mother, 
Sing, oh, sing me to sleep ; 
But why dost thou look so joyless ? 
Mother, oh, why dost thou weep? 
They say the world above us, 
Is brighter than this we leave ; 
’Tis there I am going, mother : 
Then why, oh, why shouldst thou grieve? 


Sing me to sleep, my mother, 
Sing, for I fain would go ; 

Thou knowest that 1 love thee, mother, 
Then why art thou weeping so? 

The angels are calling me, mother, 
Those beings so radiant and bright; 

Their voices are sweet, my mother, 
Their robes are Mowint with light. 


Dost thou not hear them, mother ? 
They say to me: ‘‘ mortal arise ! 
And we'll bear thee on wings of love 
To our home beyond the bright skies! °® 
They say the earth is fair, mother, 
Yet its flowers but bloom to decay ; 
And oh, ’tis eternal spring time 
In the spirit-land, far away ! 


Sing me to sleep, my mother, 
Sing to me but once more, 

Ere the spirit shall take its flight 
To that purer world to soar. 

I know there’s a brighter world, mother 
And I trust that world’s for me — 

Think gladly of me when I'm gone, 

° And in heaven, I’ll watch o’er thee. 





H. DE MARSAN, Publisher, 88 Chatham street,. New-York. 


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