Religion
The Virgin's Cradle-Hymn
From Poems of Coleridge, selected by Arthur Symons (1905)
Religion
Sleep, sweet babe! my cares beguiling:
Mother sits beside thee smiling;
Sleep, my darling, tenderly!
If thou sleep not, mother mourneth,
Singing as her wheel she turneth:
Come, soft slumber, balmily!
Cite this poem
MLA
Coleridge, Samuel Taylor. “The Virgin's Cradle-Hymn.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/coleridge/61/.
Chicago
Coleridge, Samuel Taylor. “The Virgin's Cradle-Hymn.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/coleridge/61/.
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