LXI
The sleep that
flits on baby's eyes does anybody know from where it comes? Yes, there is a rumour that it has its
dwelling where, in the fairy village among shadows of the forest
dimly lit with glow-worms, there hang two timid buds of enchantment.
From there it comes to kiss baby's eyes.
The smile that
flickers on baby's lips when he sleeps| does
anybody know where it was born? Yes, there is a rumour that a young
pale beam of a crescent moon touched the edge of a vanishing autumn
cloud, and there the smile was first born in the dream of a
dew-washed morning the smile that flickers on baby's lips when he
sleeps.
The sweet, soft freshness that blooms on baby's
limbs does
anybody know where it was hidden so long? Yes, when the mother was a
young girl it lay pervading her heart in tender and silent mystery
of love the sweet, soft freshness that has bloomed on baby's limbs.
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