by Eugene Field (1850 - 1895)
The Rockaby Lady
Language: English
The Rock-a-By Lady from Hushaby street Comes stealing; comes creeping; The poppies they hang from her head to her feet, And each hath a dream that is tiny and fleet --- She bringeth her poppies to you, my sweet, When she findeth you sleeping! There is one little dream of a beautiful drum --- "Rub-a-dub!" it goeth; There is one little dream of a big sugar-plum, And lo! thick and fast the other dreams come Of popguns that bang, and tin tops that hum, And a trumpet that bloweth! And dollies peep out of those wee little dreams With laughter and singing; And boats go a-floating on silvery streams, And the stars peek-a-boo with their own misty gleams, And up, up, and up, where the Mother Moon beams, The fairies go winging! Would you dream all these dreams that are tiny and fleet? They 'll come to you sleeping; So shut the two eyes that are weary, my sweet, For the Rock-a-By Lady from Hushaby street, With poppies that hang from her head to her feet, Comes stealing; comes creeping.
S. Barber sets stanza 1
Authorship:
- by Eugene Field (1850 - 1895), "The Rock-a-By Lady" [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Samuel Barber (1910 - 1981), "The Rockaby Lady", op. 7 no. 6 (c1918-22), stanza 1 [low voice and piano], from the collection Nursery Songs, or Mother Goose Rhymes Set to Music, no. 6. [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Mike Pearson
This text was added to the website: 2015-07-28
Line count: 24
Word count: 180