Juliana Hall - Lully

Nay, ninny, shut those sleepy eyes
The robin from his spray
Long since to his cold winter roost
Has flown away

Hush, now, and fold those gentle hands;
Across the fields the snow
Has hidden the bleating sheep from sight
And heaped the hedges through

Wail not so shrill, thou tiny voice;
These shadows mean no harm;
’Tis but the flames this wintry night
To keep thee safe and warm;
Lully, and rest then, pretty soul
Safe on thy mother’s arm