[A favourite lullaby in the north of England fifty years ago, and perhaps still heard. The last word is pronounced bee.]
Hush-a-bye, lie still and sleep,
It grieves me sore to see thee weep,
For when thou weep'st thou wearies me,
Hush-a-bye, lie still and bye.
Nursery Rhyme. CCCXCIX. Lullabies.
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