Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LULLABY OF THE IROQUOIS, by EMILY PAULINE JOHNSON Poet's Biography First Line: Little brown baby-bird, lapped in your nest Last Line: Little brown baby of mine, go to sleep. Alternate Author Name(s): Tekahionwake Subject(s): Babies; Iroquois Indians; Native Americans; Singing & Singers; Sleep; Infants; Indians Of America; American Indians; Indians Of South America; Songs | ||||||||
Little brown baby-bird, lapped in your nest, Wrapped in your nest, Strapped in your nest, Your straight little cradle-board rocks you to rest; Its hands are your nest, Its bands are your nest; It swings from the down-bending branch of the oak; You watch the camp flame, and the curling gray smoke; But, oh, for your pretty black eyes sleep is best,-- Little brown baby of mine, go to rest. Little brown baby-bird swinging to sleep, Winging to sleep, Singing to sleep, Your wonder-black eyes that so wide open keep, Shielding their sleep, Unyielding to sleep, The heron is homing, the plover is still, The night-owl calls from his haunt on the hill, Afar the fox barks, afar the stars peep,-- Little brown baby of mine, go to sleep. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE APOLLO TRIO by CONRAD AIKEN BAD GIRL SINGING by MARK JARMAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 4 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 5 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 28 by JAMES JOYCE THE SONG OF THE NIGHTINGALE IS LIKE THE SCENT OF SYRINGA by MINA LOY A CRY FROM AN INDIAN WIFE by EMILY PAULINE JOHNSON |
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