Home from the daisied meadows

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Title:     Home from the daisied meadows
Author: Robert Louis Stevenson [More Titles by Stevenson]

HOME from the daisied meadows, where you linger yet -
Home, golden-headed playmate, ere the sun is set;
For the dews are falling fast
And the night has come at last.
Home with you, home and lay your little head at rest,
Safe, safe, my little darling, on your mother's breast.
Lullaby, darling; your mother is watching you;
she'll be your guardian and shield.
Lullaby, slumber, my darling, till morning be
bright upon mountain and field.
Long, long the shadows fall.
All white and smooth at home your little bed is laid.
All round your head be angels.

-THE END-
Robert Louis Stevenson's poem: Home from the daisied meadows

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