Norse Lullaby Poem by Eugene Field

Norse Lullaby

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The sky is dark and the hills are white
As the storm-king speeds from the north to-night,
And this is the song the storm-king sings,
As over the world his cloak he flings:
"Sleep, sleep, little one, sleep;"
He rustles his wings and gruffly sings:
"Sleep, little one, sleep."

On yonder mountain-side a vine
Clings at the foot of a mother pine;
The tree bends over the trembling thing,
And only the vine can hear her sing:
"Sleep, sleep, little one, sleep;
What shall you fear when I am here?
Sleep, little one, sleep."

The king may sing in his bitter flight,
The tree may croon to the vine to-night,
But the little snowflake at my breast
Liketh the song I sing the best,--
Sleep, sleep, little one, sleep;
Weary thou art, anext my heart
Sleep, little one, sleep.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Dillip K Swain 07 February 2021

Sleep, sleep little one sleep... sweet lullaby!

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Chris Malone 16 June 2008

Wow...beautiful poem. Just one thing though, what's it about? What is the true meaning of this poem?

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J the Anon 06 June 2018

You're seriously impaired if you don't understand the meaning behind this old Norse LULLABY (not poem) . It's to give comfort to a child at bedtime.

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