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0! HUSH THEE, MY BABY!
Words by Sir Walter Scott Scottish Air- -Gadil gu lo.
Sung in the Opera of Guy Mannering.
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0! hush thee, my ha-byl thy sire was a knight, Thy mo - ther a
la - dy so love - ly and bright! The woods and the glens from these
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thee. 0! rest thee, babe, rest thee, babe, sleep on till
day, 0! rest thee, babe, rest thee, babe, sleep while you may.
O ! fear not the bugle, tho' loudly it blows ;
It calls but the warders that guard thy repose.
Their bows would be bended, their blades would be red,
Ere the step of the foe draws near to thy bed.
! rest thee, babe, rest thee, babe, sleep on till day ;
O ! rest thee, babe, rest thee, babe, sleep while you may.
O ! rest thee, my darling, the time soon will come
When thy sleep shall be broken by trumpet and drum.
Then rest thee, my darling, O ! sleep while you may,
For strife comes with manhood, as light comes with day.
O ! rest thee, babe, rest thee, babe, sleep on till day,
! rest thee, babe, rest thee, babe, sleep while you may