" When the sun slips o'er the treetops, then small birds fly off to nest. Feel the peace lie on the meadows, 'tis a time that I love best. Slumber on, little one, I am ever near. Drowsily, lean on me, dream small dreams, my dear. All the jewelled stars a-twinkle, Watch the clouds drift through the night. Sail upon thy boats of dreaming, to the rays of dawning's light. Slumber on, day is gone, by thy side I'll lay. Fear no harm, rest in calm, 'til the golden day. "