Lullaby Poem by Louisa May Alcott

Lullaby

Rating: 3.1


Now the day is done,
Now the shepherd sun
Drives his white flocks from the sky;
Now the flowers rest
On their mother's breast,
Hushed by her low lullaby.

Now the glowworms glance,
Now the fireflies dance,
Under fern-boughs green and high;
And the western breeze
To the forest trees
Chants a tuneful lullaby.

Now 'mid shadows deep
Falls blessed sleep,
Like dew from the summer sky;
And the whole earth dreams,
In the moon's soft beams,
While night breathes a lullaby.

Now, birdlings, rest,
In your wind-rocked nest,
Unscared by the owl's shrill cry;
For with folded wings
Little Brier swings,
And singeth your lullaby.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Antony Theodore 22 September 2020

Now the glowworms glance, Now the fireflies dance, Under fern-boughs green and high; And the western breeze To the forest trees Chants a tuneful lullaby. Such a great imaginative mind. t ony

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Aisha Masha 06 January 2017

A good lullaby, a good message in the poem!

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Emily Oldham 27 September 2008

I like the idea of the 'shepherd sun'.

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Louisa May Alcott

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