The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1895-11-10
THE noCK-A-Br LADY.

THE nocK-s-Br LADY.
The Rock-a-By Lady from Hushaby
Street
Comes stealing; comes creeping;
The yoppies they hang from her neao 10
her feet
And each hath dream that is tiny aha
fleet
She bringeth her peoples TO you. my
sweet,
When she nndeth you sleeping!
There is one little dream OF a beautifui
drum
"Rub-a-dub." It goeth;
There is one little dream OF a big sugar
plum,
And 10! thick and fast the other dreams
come
OF pop guns that bang. and tin tops that
hum,
And a. trumpet that bloweth!
And dollies peep out of those wee httie
dreams
With laughter and singing;
And boats go afloating on sivery streams,
And the stars peek-a-boo with their own
misty CLEANS.
And up, up, and up where the Mother
Moon beams
The fairies so winging!
Would you dream all these dreams that
are tiny and feet?
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 peoples that hang from her head to
her feet,
Comes stealing; comes creeping.
Wynken, Blynken and Nod one night -
Sailed off in a wooden shoe
Sailed on river of misty light
Into sea Of dew.
Where are you going and what do you
The old moon asked the three.
1--WE have come TO FISH for the herring
fish
That live in this beautiful sea;
| Nets of silver and gold have we.'
Said Wynken.
| Blynken,
| And Nod.
| The old moon laughed and sung 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 were the herring-hsh
| That lived in the beautiful sea
Now cast your nets wherever you wish.
! But never afeard are We"
So cried the stars to The fishermen
| three,
| Wynken,
| Blynksn,
| And Nod.
| All night long their nets they threw
| For the fish in the twinkling foam,
| Then down from the sky came the wood
| en- shoe
| Bringing the fishermen home;
Twas all so pretty a sail. it seemed
| AS If II could not be;
| And some folks thought twas dream
| they dreamed
| OF sailing that beautiful sea,
But l shall name you the fishermen
three
] Wynken,
| Blynken,
And Nod.
Wynk.n and Blyken are two little eyes
| And Nod is a little head,
| And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies
Is wee ones trundle bed,
| So shut your eyes while mother sings
| OF wonderful sights that be.
| And YOU shall see the beautiful things
! AS you rock on the misty sea,
| Where tie old shoe rocked the fishermen
| three
Wynken,
| Blynken,
And Ned.
| The rhyme OF the peach. written when
| Field was in st. Joe, has been read and
| sung from one end OF the country 10 the
| other:
| A little peach in the orchard grew
| A little peach OF emerald hue;
| Warmed by the sun and wet by the dew.
II grew.
| one day, passing that orchard through,
That little peach dawned on the view
! OF Johnny Jones and his sister Sue
Them two.
Up al that peach club they threw
Down from the stem on which IL grew
Fell that peach OF emerald hue
Mon Dieu,
John took bite and Sue a chew,
! And then the troublesbegan to brew
| Trouble the doctor couldn't subdue.
Too true,
| What OF the peach OF the emerald hue
| Warmed by the sun and wet by the dew
| All. well. It's mission on earth is through.
Adieu.