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The Poetical Works of George MacDonald (Parables)

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I.--BY THE CRADLE.

Close her eyes: she must not peep! Let her little puds go slack; Slide away far into sleep:
Sis will watch till she comes back!

Mother's knitting at the door, Waiting till the kettle sings; When the kettle's song is o'er She will set the bright tea-things.

Father's busy making hay
In the meadow by the brook, Not so very far away--
Close its peeps, it needn't look!

God is round us everywhere-- Sees the scythe glitter and rip; Watches baby gone somewhere; Sees how mother's fingers skip!

Sleep, dear baby; sleep outright:

Mother's sitting just behind: Father's only out of sight;

God is round us like the wind.

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