STARLIGHT.
We saw him placed with a sheet o'er his head:
Dear Baby will never wake up here, we said.
So we gathered sweet lilies, and roses fair,
To strew in his coffin, when he was laid there.
Oh! it was a sad day, when they took him away,
To be laid in the grave till the last great day.
Dear Baby will never wake up here, we said.
So we gathered sweet lilies, and roses fair,
To strew in his coffin, when he was laid there.
Oh! it was a sad day, when they took him away,
To be laid in the grave till the last great day.
