| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917. |
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| 256. Lullaby |
| | | By Harriet Monroe |
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| MY little one, sleep softly | |
| Among the toys and flowers. | |
| Sleep softly, O my first-born son, | |
| Through all the long dark hours. | |
| And if you waken far away | 5 |
| I shall be wandering too. | |
| If far away you run and play | |
| My heart must follow you. | |
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| Sleep softly, O my baby, | |
| And smile down in your sleep. | 10 |
| Here are red rose-buds for your bed— | |
| Smile, and I will not weep. | |
| We made our pledge—you did not fear | |
| To go—why then should I? | |
| Though long you sleep, I shall be near; | 15 |
| So hush—we must not cry. | |
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| Sleep softly, dear one, softly— | |
| They can not part us now; | |
| Forever rest here on my breast, | |
| My kiss upon your brow. | 20 |
| What though they hide a little grave | |
| With dream-flowers false or true? | |
| What difference? We will just be brave | |
| Together—I and you. | |
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