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...Little gold moonbeam with misty wings; All silently creeping, it asks : " Is he sleeping — Sleeping and dreaming while mother sings ? " Up from the sea...come no more. But sleep, little pigeon, and fold your wings — Little blue pigeon with mournful eyes; Am I not singing? — see, I am swinging — Swinging...

...the night along. In through the window a moonbeam comes — Little gold moonbeam with misty wings; Up from the sea there floats the sob Of the waves...come no more. But sleep, little pigeon, and fold your wings — Little blue pigeon with mournful eyes; Am I not singing? — see, I am swinging — Swinging...

...— Little gold moonbeam with misty wings ; All silently creeping, it asks: "Is he sleeping Sleeping and dreaming while mother sings ? " Up from the sea...come no more. But sleep, little pigeon, and fold your wings — Little blue pigeon with mournful eyes; Am I not singing? — see, l am swinging — Swinging...

...Little gold moonbeam with misty wings ; All silently creeping, it asks, " Is he sleeping — Sleeping and dreaming while mother sings ? " Up from the sea...anguish, and moaning Bemoaning the ship that shall come in no more. But sleep, little pigeon, and fold your wings, Little blue pigeon with mournful eyes ;...

...Little gold moonbeam with misty wings ; All silently creeping, it asks, " Is he sleeping — Sleeping and dreaming while mother sings ? " Up from the sea...shore, As though they were groaning in anguish, and moaningBemoaning the ship that shall come in no more. But sleep, little pigeon, and fold your wings,...

...hear it calling — Calling and tinkling the night along. In through the window a moonbeam comes, — Little gold moonbeam with misty wings ; All silently...come no more. But sleep, little pigeon, and fold your wings, — Little blue pigeon with mournful eyes ; Am I not singing? — see, I am swinging — Swinging...

...Little gold moonbeam with misty wings ; All silently creeping, it asks, " Is he sleeping — Sleeping and dreaming while mother sings ? " Up from the sea...anguish, and moaning Bemoaning the ship that shall come in no more. But sleep, little pigeon, and fold ycfur wings, Little blue pigeon with mournful eyes ;...