midnight
`` Thy little bird upon the sill Chirps gently towards thy bed his trill , And closes wearily his wings -- Sleep on ! `` Dear child , sleep on ; sleep on , dear child ! Beside thy bed thy mother mild Watches the hour-glass slowly turn -- Sleep on ! `` Thy mother watches -- time goes by -- The midnight hour approaches nigh , And then thy father may return -- Sleep on ! '' And then another poem : I knew a sweet maiden in years that are gone , Who on the green heath dwelt forsaken and lone . And longed sore for love -- She looked from her window by day and by night Her lovely blue eyes glanced out smiling and bright ; Ah ! she longed sore for love !