Death of an Infant

Milton Avery

The Baby

Death of an Infant

Death found strange beauty on that cherub brow,

And dash'd it out. There was a tint of rose

On cheek and lip;--he touch'd the veins with ice,

And the rose faded.--Forth from those blue eyes

There spoke a wishful tenderness,--a doubt

Whether to grieve or sleep, which Innocence

Alone can wear. With ruthless haste he bound

The silken fringes of the curtaining lids

For ever. There had been a murmuring sound

With which the babe would claim its mother's ear,

Charming her even to tears. The spoiler set

His seal of silence. But there beam'd a smile

So fix'd and holy from that marble brow,--

Death gazed and left it there;--he dared not steal

The signet-ring of Heaven.

~ Lydia Huntley Sigourney ~

Golden slumbers kiss your eyes

Thomas Sully

Child Asleep (The Rosebud)

Golden slumbers kiss your eyes

Golden slumbers kiss your eyes,

Smiles awake you when you rise;

Sleep, pretty wantons, do not cry,

And I will sing a lullaby,

Rock them, rock them, lullaby.

Care is heavy, therefore sleep you,

You are care, and care must keep you;

Sleep, pretty wantons, do not cry,

And I will sing a lullaby,

Rock them, rock them, lullaby.

~ Thomas Dekker ~