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Red cradle of the night, / In you / The dusky child / Sleeps fast till his might / Shall be piled / Sinew on sinew.
Red cradle of the night, / The dusky child / Sleeping sits upright.
Lo how / The winds blow now!
He pillows back; / The winds are again mild.
When he stretches his arms out, / Red cradle of the night, / The alarms shout / From bare tree to tree, / Wild / In afright!
Mighty shall he be, / Red cradle of the night, / The dusky child! !