এই পাতাটির মুদ্রণ সংশোধন করা হয়েছে, কিন্তু বৈধকরণ করা হয়নি।
The sleep that fits on baby’s eyes — does anybody know from where it comes? Yes, it is rumoured that it has its dwelling where in the fairy village among shadows of the forest, dimly lit with glow-worms, there hang twin timid buds of parule. From there it comes to kiss baby's eyes.
The fleeting smile that flickers on baby's lips when he sleeps-does anybody know where it had its birth? Yes, it is heard, that a young pale beam of a crescent moon touched the edge of a vanishing autumn cloud and there the smile was first born in the dream of a dew-washed morning — the smile that flickers on baby’s lips when it sleeps.
The sweet soft freshness that blooms on baby’s limbs — does anybody know where it was hidden so long? Yes,
