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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS 63 |
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FLORENCE BEAMISH
{Living)
SLEEP ON
SLEEP on, for I know 'tis of me you are dreaming, Sleep on, till the sun comes to give you a call, Though the pride of my heart is to see your eye beaming, Yet still to be dreamt of is better than all. For then 'tis to yours that my heart's always speaking,
And then 'tis the spell that enchains it gives way, And reveals all the love that I never, when waking, Could get round my tongue in the daylight to say.
Yes, sleep on, mavourneen, my joy, and my treasure,
Not often does sleep get a comrade so fair, And no wonder it is that his eye takes a pleasure
To watch by your pillow while you slumber there. Then sleep—softly sleep, till the day-dawn is breaking,
And peeps in to give you a smile and a call, For though great as my joy is to see you when waking.
Yet still to be dreamt of is better than all 1 |
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