
The poem is a lamentation of the passing of time and the fleeting nature of human life. It expresses a sense of nostalgia and longing for a past that cannot be recaptured. The speaker describes the beauty of Sicily, but notes that even its beauty will eventually fade. The poem also touches on the theme of mortality, suggesting that everything in life is transitory.
By Eugene Field · First published 1899 · Genre: Poetry, Children's Literature, Lullaby · 190 words
Hush, little one, and fold your hands; / The sun hath set, the moon is high; / The sea is singing to the sands, / And wakeful posies are beguiled / By many a fairy lullaby: / Hush, little child, my little child!
Dream, little one, and in your dreams / Float upward from this lowly place, -- / Float out on mellow, misty streams / To lands where bideth Mary mild, / And let her kiss thy little face, / You little child, my little child!
Sleep, little one, and take thy rest, / With angels bending over thee, -- / Sleep sweetly on that Father's breast / Whom our dear Christ hath reconciled; / But stay not there, -- come back to me, / O little child, my little child!
Poetry · American Literature · 19th Century · Romanticism · Nostalgia · Childhood · Memory · Longing · Melancholy · Sicilian Culture · Folklore · Lullaby
Sicilian Lullaby is listed on Textopian as a poem by Eugene Field, dated 1899 CE.
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