...sweet cradle hymn, that holy lullaby, which has been so often breathed over the couch of infancy : " Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber, Holy angels...thy bed ; Heavenly blessings without number Gently fall upon thy head." As the charming voice of the young mother warbled in the ear of the child, its...

...baronial hall; and doubly sweet in the wilderness were the hallowed, half-inspired words of Watts:— " HUSH, my dear! lie still and slumber! Holy angels guard thy bed." » In addition to this new treasure, the next twelve years gathered around Ann Eliot five little sons....

...heaven, Happy there with Thee to dwell. HART LUNDIE DUNCAN*. 1.361. 8s & 7s. Cradle lïijiiui. 1. Hrsn, my dear, lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard...blessings without nUmber Gently falling on thy head. 2. Sleep, my babe, thy food and raiment, House and home thy friends provide ; All, without thy care...

...moment, palpitate with that new delight, and chant that heavenly song — " Hush my babe, lie still ind slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed, . Heavenly blessings without number Gently falling on thy head." Do you think women are treated in those planets as we treat ours ? Is the seducer permitted to hate...

...So, now, hush, my por little man ; shut up your eyes ! " And Tiff quavered the immortal cradlehymn, " Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber ! Holy angels...blessings, without number, Gently falling on thy head." In a few moments Teddy was sound asleep, and wrapping him in his white great-coat, laid him down at...

...the voice of the sluggard; I heard him complain, " You have waked me too soon, I must slumber again." Hush ! my dear, lie still and slumber ; Holy angels...blessings without number Gently falling on thy head. Hark ! from the tombs a doleful sound. Horte Lyrica. Book ii. FALSE GREATNESS. The mind 's the standard...

...die, to heaven, Happy there with Thee to dwell. MARY LUNDIE DUNCAN. 1361. 8s & 7s. Cradle Hymn. 1. HUSH, my dear, lie still and slumber, Holy angels...blessings without number Gently falling on thy head. 2. Sleep, my babe, thy food and raiment, House and home thy friends provide ; All, without thy care...

...Парру there with Thuo to dwell. MARY LÜKDIK DUNCAN. 1.361. 8s & 7s. L'riiitlc Hymn. 1. Hrsn, my clear, lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed,...blessings without number Gently falling on thy head. 2. Sleep, my babe, thy food and raiment, House and homo thy friends provide; All, without thy care...

...Happy there with Thee to dwell. MART LUNULE DUNCAX. Ш1. 8s&7s. Cradle Нули. 1. HCSB, my dear, Ho still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed, Heavenly...blessings without number Gently falling on thy head. 2. Sleep, my babo. thy food and raiment, House and homo thy friends provide; All, without thy care...

...man ; shut up your eyes! " And Tiff quavered the immortal cradlehymn, " Hash, my dear, Ho still ami slumber! Holy angels guard thy bed ; Heavenly blessings, without number, Gently falling on thy hood." In a few moments Teddy was sound asleep, and Tiff, wrapping him in his white great-coat, laid...