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Poem: “Song” by Joseph Rodman Drake

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Song


Oh! go to sleep, my baby dear,
   And I will hold thee on my knee;
Thy mother’s in her winding sheet,
   And thou art all that’s left to me.
My hairs are white with grief and age,
   I’ve borne the weight of every ill,
And I would lay me with my child,
   But thou art left to love me still.

Should thy false father see thy face,
   The tears would fill his cruel e’e,
But he has scorned thy mother’s wo,
   And he shall never look on thee:
But I will rear thee up alone,
   And with me thou shalt aye remain;
For thou wilt have thy mother’s smile,
   And I shall see my child again.


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American LiteratureAmerican PoetryJoseph Rodman DrakePoems by Joseph Rodman Drake


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