A Cradle-Song Of The Virgin
Translated from the Latin by Rev. H. R. Bramley
Source: Harrison S. Morris, ed., In The Yule-Log Glow--Book 3; Christmas Poems from 'round the World. Philadelphia: J. B. Lippincott & Co., 1900, pp. 212-213. Project Gutenberg eText # 20586.
The Virgin stills the crying
Of Jesus, sleepless lying;
And singing for his pleasure,
Thus calls upon her treasure,
"My darling, do not weep, my Jesu, sleep!"
O lamb, my love inviting,
O star, my soul delighting,
O flower of mine own bearing,
O jewel past comparing!
"My darling, do not weep, my Jesu, sleep!"
My Child, of might indwelling,
My sweet, all sweets excelling,
Of bliss the fountain flowing,
The dayspring ever glowing
"My darling, do not weep, my Jesu, sleep!"
My joy, my exultation,
My spirit's consolation;
My son, my spouse, my brother,
O listen to thy mother!
"My darling, do not weep, my Jesu, sleep!"
Say, would'st thou heavenly sweetness,
Or love of answering meetness?
Or is fit music wanting?
Ho! angels, raise your chanting!
"My darling, do not weep, my Jesu, sleep!"
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