Christina Georgina Rossetti Baby Poems

A baby's cradle with no baby in it,
A baby's grave where autumn leaves drop sere;
The sweet soul gathered home to Paradise,
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Baby lies so fast asleep
That we cannot wake her:
Will the angels clad in white
Fly from heaven to take her?
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I know a baby, such a baby, -
Round blue eyes and cheeks of pink,
Such an elbow furrowed with dimples,
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Why did baby die,
Making Father sigh,
Mother cry?
Flowers, that bloom to die,
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Motherless baby and babyless mother,
Bring them together to love one another.
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Our little baby fell asleep,
And may not wake again
For days and days, and weeks and weeks;
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Baby cry -
Oh fie! -
At the physic in the cup:
Gulp it twice
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My baby has a mottled fist,
My baby has a neck in creases;
My baby kisses and is kissed,
For he's the very thing for kisses.
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My baby has a father and a mother,
Rich little baby!
Fatherless, motherless, I know another
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