O Hush Thee, My Baby
Sir W. Scott


O hush thee my baby! thy sire was a knight!
Thy mother a lady so lovely and bright.
The woods and the glens from these towers which we see,
They all are belonging, dear baby, to thee.

O! rest thee babe, rest thee babe, sleep on till day. O!

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.

O! rest thee babe, rest thee babe, sleep on till day. O!

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, oh! 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. O!

Midi sequenced by Alan Sim

Once very popular, this sadly beautiful lullaby by Sir Walter Scott, sung to an old tune, deserves to be among our best known songs. Traditional Scottish tune.

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