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BY ROCKAWAY RIVER TO BEDFORD TOWN.

[By Martha Banks.] Every day, when tho sun goes down, The babies are off to Bedford town ; All of the little folk, grave or gay, Down by the river of lioekaway. A mother’s lap is each bonnio boat; Tho Lullaby Lady will set it afloat; Little elf Lazylid pushes from shore, Good fairy Dreams lends her aid at the car; Nod, nod goes each weary young crown, And it’s all aboard for Bedford town. Rock, rock, they ride over the billows; Sleep, sleep, mother-arms are the pillows ; Glide, glide o’er the rippling tide, As the eyelids drop and the dimples hide ; Swing, swing, while the mother shall sing Of lambs in the meadow, of birds on the wing ; The stars light their lanterns afar in the sky, Each tired little daisy-bud closes its eye, While the babies, steadily drifting down, . Drop into the harbour of Bedford town. — Outlook t

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New Zealand Mail, 3 December 1896, Page 69

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BY ROCKAWAY RIVER TO BEDFORD TOWN. New Zealand Mail, 3 December 1896, Page 69

BY ROCKAWAY RIVER TO BEDFORD TOWN. New Zealand Mail, 3 December 1896, Page 69