LULLABY OF A ; WOMAN OF THE MOUNTAIN.

New Zealand Tablet, 3 October 1918, Page 13

LULLABY OF A ; WOMAN OF THE MOUNTAIN.

This .. Lullaby of a Woman of the Mountain” is one of the finest lyrics in the ’Collected Works of Padraic 11. Pearse. Little gold , head, my house’s candle, You will guide all wayfarers that walk this mountain. Little soft mouth that my breast has known, Mary will kiss you as she passes. Little round cheek, O smoother than satin, Jesus will lay His hand on you. Mary’s kiss on my baby’s mouth, Christ’s little hand on my darling’s cheek ! House, be still, and ye little grey mice, Lie close to-night in your hidden lairs’ Moths on the window, fold your wings, Little black chafers, silence your humming. J C> Plover and curlew, fly not over my house, Do not speak, wild barnacle, passing over this mountain. Things of the mountain that wake in the night-time, Do not stir to-night till the daylight whitens !