A poem for you to read at bedtime - an extraordinary Victorian mixture for children, of innocent dreams, brought about apparently by opium!
'The Rock-a-by Lady'
by 'The Children's Poet' Eugene Field 1850 - 1895
|'The Rock-a-by Lady' by Margaret Tarrant from 'A Child's Book of Verse'|
pub. Ward, Lock & Co. Ltd
The Rock-a-by Lady from Hushaby Street
Comes stealing; comes creeping;
The poppies they hang from her head to her feet,
And each hath a dream that is tiny and fleet -
She bringeth her poppies to you, my sweet,
When she findeth you sleeeping!
|'All Fast Asleep and Dreaming' by Jane Pinkney from 'Mouse Mischief' by Margaret Greaves |
pub. Marilyn Malin Books / Andre Deutsch 1989
There is one little dream of a beautiful drum -
"Rub-a-dub!" it goeth;
There is one little dream of a big sugar-plum,
And lo! thick and fast the other dreams come
Of pop-guns that bang, and tin-tops that hum,
And a trumpet that bloweth!
|'The Bunnies were Sleeping' by Rene Cloke|
pub. in book by Enid Blyton c.1950
And dollies peep out of those wee little dreams
With laughter and singing;
And boats go a-floating on silvery streams,
And the stars peek-a-boo with their own misty gleams,
And up, up and up, where the Mother Moon beams,
The fairies go winging!
'Fink We Could Put You Up'
on a postcard by Mabel Lucie Attwell
Would you dream all these dreams that are tiny and fleet?
They'll come to you sleeping;
So shut the two eyes that are weary, my sweet,
For the Rock-a-by Lady from Hushaby Street,
With poppies that hang from her head to her feet,
Comes stealing; comes creeping.
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