Come from the Daisied Meadows

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