...flinging my soul-wealth away, Weary of sowing for others to reap : Rock me to sleep, Mother — rock me to sleep ! Tired of the hollow, the base, the untrue...the silence so long and so deep, Rock me to sleep, Mother — rock me to sleep ( Over my heart in the days that are flown, No love like mother-love ever...

...flinging my soul-wealth away ; Weary of sowing for others to reap : Hock me to sleep, mother — rock me to sleep ! Tired of the hollow, the base, the untrue,...again : Come from the silence so long and so deep — Bock me to sleep, mother — rock me to sleep ! Over my heart, in days that are flown, No love...

...green, Blossomed and fadea, pur faces between : Yet with strong vearning and passionate pain, bong I to-night for your presence again : Come from the silence so long and so deep, Bock me to sleep, Mother — rock me to sleep ! ' Over my heart in the days that are Sown, No love...

...Tired of the hollow, the hase, the untrue, Mother, 0 mother, my heart calls for you. Two weary summers the grass has grown green, Blossomed, and faded, our...again ; Come from the silence so long and so deep, — Eock me to sleep, mother — rock me to sleep. " Over my heart in days that are flown, No love...

...Tired of the hollow, the base, the untrue, Mother, 0 mother, my heart calls for you. Two weary summers the grass has grown green, Blossomed, and faded, our...silence so long and so deep, — Rock me to sleep, mother — rock me to sleep. " Over my heart in days that are flown, No love like mother-love ever...

...long, Since I last hush'd to your lullaby song, Many a summer the grass has grown green, Blossom'd and faded our faces between ; Yet with strong yearning...Come from the silence so long and so deep, Rock me, &c. 2tH HER BRIGHT SMILE. EXTKESIIO*. WuovroK. 1. 'Tis y. Irs since last we met, And we may not meet...

...and thrilling words of the poet spoken : — " Tired of the hollow, the base, and untrue, Mother, oh, mother, my heart calls for you ! Many a summer the...again ; — Come from the silence so long and so deep — Book me to sleep, mother, — rock me to sleep ! " The story of John Newton has been often told....

...hollow, the base, the untrue, Father, O Father, my heart calls for you ; Many a morning the grass hath grown green, Blossomed and faded our faces between....the silence so long and so deep : Rock me to sleep, Father, rock me to sleep. " Father, dear Father, the years have grown long, Since I last hushed to...

...oh, mother, my heart calls for you ! Many a summer the grass has grown green, Blossomed and iaded, our faces between, — Yet with strong yearning and...again ; — Come from the silence so long and so deep — Rook me to sleep, mother, — rook me to sleep ! " The story of John Newtoij has been often told....

...the grass has grown green, Blossomed and faded, our faces between,— Yet with strong yearning uml passionate pain, Long I to-night for your presence...silence so long and so deep — Rock me to sleep, mother, — rock me to sleep ! " The story of John Newton has been often told. The reckless young wanderer...