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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=413283" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Baby's Dreams (second version)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=413283" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">WHAT doth the Moon, so lily white,<br>Busily weave this summer night?<br>'Silver ropes and diamond strands<br>For Baby's pink and dimpled hands;<br>Cords for her rosy palms to hold<br>While she floats, she flies,<br>To Dreamland, set with its shores of gold,<br>With its buds like stars shaken out of the skies,<br>Where the trees have tongues and the flowers have lips<br>To coax, to kiss<br>The velvet cheek of the Babe who slips<br>Thro' the Dream-gate up to a land like this.'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=413283" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">What is the mild Sea whispering clear<br>In the rosy shell of Baby's ear?<br>See! she laughs in her dimpled sleep.<br>What does she hear from the shining deep?<br>'Thy father comes a-sailing, a-sailing, a-sailing,<br>Safely comes a-sailing from islands fair and far.<br>O Baby, bid thy mother cease her tears and bitter<br>wailing:<br>The sailor's wife's his only port, his babe his beacon<br>star!'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=413283" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Softly the Wind doth blow;<br>What say its murmurs low?<br>What doth it bring<br>On the wide, soft plume of its dewy wing?<br>'Only scented blisses<br>Of innocent, sweet kisses<br>For such a cheek as this is,<br>Of Baby in her nest,<br>From all the dreaming flowers,<br>A-nodding in their bowers,<br>Or bright on leafy towers,<br>Where the fairy monarchs rest.<br>But chiefly I bring,<br>On my fresh, sweet mouth,<br>Her father's kiss,<br>As he sails from the south.<br>He hitherward blew it at break of day;<br>I lay it, Babe, on thy tender lip;<br>I'll steal another and hie away,<br>And kiss it to him on his wave-rocked ship.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=413283" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'I saw a fairy twine,<br>Of star-white jessamine,<br>A dainty seat, shaped like an airy swing,<br>With two round yellow stars<br>Against the misty bars<br>Of night; she nailed it high<br>In the pansy-purple sky,<br>With four taps of her little rainbow wing.<br>To and fro<br>That swing I'll blow.<br>'The baby moon in the amethyst sky<br>Will laugh at us as we float and fly,<br>And stretch her silver arms and try<br>To catch the earth-babe swinging by.'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Isabella+Valancy+Crawford">Isabella Valancy Crawford</a></strong></div>