The Fairy Nurse By Edward Walsh

The Fairy Nurse By Edward Walsh Sweet babe! a golden cradle holds thee,And soft the snow-white fleece enfolds thee;In airy bower I’ll watch thy sleeping,Where branchy trees to the breeze are sweeping. Shuheen, sho, lulo lo! When mothers languish broken-hearted,When young wives are from husbands parted,Ah! little think the keeners lonely,They weep some time-worn fairy […]