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A Cradle Song
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Benjamin Britten
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Sleep, sleep, beauty bright Dreaming o'er the joys of night; Sleep, sleep, in thy sleep Little sorrows sit and weep Sweet babe, in thy face Soft desires I can trace Secret joys and secret smiles Little pretty infant wiles O! the cunning wiles that creep In thy little heart asleep When thy little heart does wake Then the dreadful lightnings break From thy cheek and from thy eye O'er the youthful harvests nigh Infant wiles and infant smiles Heaven and Earth of peace beguiles
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