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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391031" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The rock-a-by lady</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Rock-a-By Lady from Hushaby street<br>Comes stealing; comes creeping;<br>The poppies they hang from her head to her feet,<br>And each hath a dream that is tiny and fleet -<br>She bringeth her poppies to you, my sweet,<br>When she findeth you sleeping!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is one little dream of a beautiful drum -<br>"Rub-a-dub!" it goeth;<br>There is one little dream of a big sugar-plum,<br>And lo! thick and fast the other dreams come<br>Of popguns that bang, and tin tops that hum,<br>And a trumpet that bloweth!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And dollies peep out of those wee little dreams<br>With laughter and singing;<br>And boats go a-floating on silvery streams,<br>And the stars peek-a-boo with their own misty gleams,<br>And up, up, and up, where the Mother Moon beams,<br>The fairies go winging!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Would you dream all these dreams that are tiny and fleet?<br>They'll come to you sleeping;<br>So shut the two eyes that are weary, my sweet,<br>For the Rock-a-By Lady from Hushaby street,<br>With poppies that hang from her head to her feet,<br>Comes stealing; comes creeping.</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=391031" data-title="The rock-a-by lady de Eugene Field" data-description="The Rock-a-By Lady from Hushaby street Comes stealing; comes creeping; The poppies they hang from her head to her feet, And each hath a dream that is tiny and fleet - She bringeth her poppies to you, my sweet, When she findeth you sleeping! There..."></div> </div> </div>
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