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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=390870" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Cornish Lullaby</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Out on the mountain over the town,<br> All night long, all night long,<br>The trolls go up and the trolls go down,<br> Bearing their packs and crooning a song;<br>And this is the song the hill-folk croon,<br>As they trudge in the light of the misty moon,--<br>This is ever their dolorous tune:<br>"Gold, gold! ever more gold,--<br> Bright red gold for dearie!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Deep in the hill the yeoman delves<br> All night long, all night long;<br>None but the peering, furtive elves<br> See his toil and hear his song;<br>Merrily ever the cavern rings<br>As merrily ever his pick he swings,<br>And merrily ever this song he sings:<br>"Gold, gold! ever more gold,--<br> Bright red gold for dearie!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mother is rocking thy lowly bed<br> All night long, all night long,<br>Happy to smooth thy curly head<br> And to hold thy hand and to sing her song;<br>'T is not of the hill-folk, dwarfed and old,<br>Nor the song of the yeoman, stanch and bold,<br>And the burden it beareth is not of gold;<br>But it's "Love, love!--nothing but love,--<br> Mother's love for dearie!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eugene+Field">Eugene Field</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=390870" data-title="Cornish Lullaby de Eugene Field" data-description="Out on the mountain over the town, All night long, all night long, The trolls go up and the trolls go down, Bearing their packs and crooning a song; And this is the song the hill-folk croon, As they trudge in the light of the misty moon,-- This ..."></div> </div> </div>
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