Come to the window, My baby, with me, And look at the stars That shine on the sea! There are two little stars That play bo-peep With two little fish Far down in the deep; And two little frogs Cry "Neap, neap, neap;" I see a dear baby That should be asleep.
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Cut thistles in May, They'll grow in a day; Cut them in June, That is too soon; Cut them in July, Then they will die.
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Go to bed, Tom. Go to bed, Tom! Tired or not, Tom, Go to bed, Tom.
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Good night, sleep tight, Wake up bright In the morning light To do what's right With all your might.
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Rock a bye, baby, in the tree top. When the wind blows, the cradle will rock. When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall, And down will come baby, cradle and all.
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Hush, little baby, don't say a word Mama's gonna buy you a mockin'bird If that mockin'bird don't sing Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring If that diamond ring turns brass, Mama's gonna buy you a looking glass If that looking glass gets broke Mama's gonna buy you a billy goat If that billy goat don't pull, Mama's gonna buy you a cart and mule If that cart and mule turn over Mama's gonna buy you a dog named Rover If that dog named Rover won't bark Mama's gonna buy you a horse and cart If that Horse and Cart
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Hush-a-bye, baby, in the tree top. When the wind blows, the cradle will rock. When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall, And down will come baby, cradle and all. Hush-a-bye, baby, Your cradle is green, Daddy's a king, And Mommy's a queen; Sister's a lady Who wears a gold ring; Brother's a drummer Who plays for the king. Hush-a-bye, baby, Way up on high, Never mind, baby, Mommy is nigh, Swinging the baby All around -- Hush-a-bye, baby, Up hill and down.
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Hush, baby, my dolly, I pray you don't cry, And I'll give you some bread, and some milk by-and-by; Or perhaps you like custard, or, maybe, a tart, Then to either you're welcome, with all my heart.
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To bed, to bed, Says Sleepy-head. Tarry a while, says Slow. Put on the pan, Says greedy Nan, We'll sup before we go.
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Wee Willie Winkie Runs through the town, Upstairs and downstairs In his nightgown. Rapping at the windows, Crying through the lock, "Are the children all in bed? For it's now eight o'clock." Wee Willie Winkie Posters
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What did I dream? I do not know; The fragments fly like chaff. Yet strange my mind Was tickled so, I cannot help but laugh.
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The Man in the Moon looked out of the moon, Looked out of the moon and said, "'Tis time for all children, on the earth To think about getting to bed!"
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To bed! To bed!" Says Sleepy-head; "Tarry awhile," says Slow; "Put on the pan," Says Greedy Nan; "We'll sup before we go."
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Hush-a-bye, baby, lie still with thy daddy, Thy mammy has gone to the mill, To get some meal to bake a cake, So pray, my dear baby, lie still.
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O it’s hippity hop to bed! I’d rather sit up instead. But when father says “must,” There’s nothing but just Go hippity hop to bed. Leroy F. Jackson
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A candle, a candle To light me to bed; A pillow, a pillow To tuck up my head. The moon is as sleepy as sleepy can be, The stars are all pointing their fingers at me, And Missus Hop-Robin, way up in her nest, Is rocking her tired little babies to rest. So give me a blanket To tuck up my toes, And a little soft pillow To snuggle my nose.
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In winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle-light. In summer quite the other way, I have to go to bed by day. I have to go to bed and see The birds still hopping on the tree, Or hear the grown-up people's feet Still going past me in the street. And does it not seem hard to you, When all the sky is clear and blue, And I should like so much to play, To have to go to bed by day? Robert Louis Stevenson
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The lights from the parlour and kitchen shone out Through the blinds and the windows and bars; And high overhead and all moving about, There were thousands of millions of stars. There ne'er were such thousands of leaves on a tree, Nor of people in church or the Park, As the crowds of the stars that looked down upon me, And that glittered and winked in the dark. The Dog, and the Plough, and the Hunter, and all, And the star of the sailor, and Mars, These shown in the sky, and the pail by the wall Would be half
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Cry, baby, cry, Put your finger in your eye, And tell your mother it wasn't I.
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Hush-a-bye, baby, on the tree top! When the wind blows the cradle will rock; When the bough breaks the cradle will fall; Down will come baby, bough, cradle and all.
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From breakfast on through all the day At home among my friends I stay, But every night I go abroad Afar into the land of Nod. All by myself I have to go, With none to tell me what to do-- All alone beside the streams And up the mountain-sides of dreams. The strangest things are these for me, Both things to eat and things to see, And many frightening sights abroad Till morning in the land of Nod. Try as I like to find the way, I never can get back by day, Nor can remember plain and clear
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The man in the moon Looked out of the moon And this is what he said, "Tis time that, now I'm getting up, All babies went to bed."
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Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray thee, Lord, my soul to keep. If I should die before I wake, I pray thee, Lord, my soul to take.
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Winken, Blinken, and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe -- Sailed off on a river of crystal light, Into a sea of dew. "Where are you going, and what do you wish?" The old moon asked the three. "We have come to fish for the herring fish That live in the beautiful sea; Nets of silver and gold have we!" Said Winken, Blinken, And Nod. The old moon laughed and sang a song, As they rocked in the wooden shoe, And the wind that sped them all night long Ruffled the waves of dew. The little stars
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When little Fred went to bed, He always said his prayers; He kissed mama, and then papa, And straightway went upstairs.
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Rock-a-bye, baby, thy cradle is green; Father's a nobleman, mother's a queen; And Betty's a lady, and wears a gold ring; And Johnny's a drummer, and drums for the king.
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