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Poem by Walter Scott


Lullaby of an Infant Chief


O, hush thee, my babie, thy sire was a knight,
Thy mother a lady, both lovely and bright;
The woods and the glens, from the towers which we see,
They all are belonging, dear babie, to thee.
O ho ro, i ri ri, cadul gu lo,
O ho ro, i ri ri, cadul gu lo.

O fear not the bugle, though loudly it blows,
It calls but the warders that guard thy repose;
Their bows would be bended, their blades would be red,
Ere the step of a foeman drew near to thy bed.
O ho ro, i ri ri, cadul gu lo,
O ho ro, i ri ri, cadul gu lo.

O hush thee, my babie, the time soon will come
When thy sleep shall be broken by trumpet and drum;
Then hush thee, my darling, take rest while you may,
For strife comes with manhood, and waking with day.
O ho ro, i ri ri, cadul gu lo,
O ho ro, i ri ri, cadul gu lo. 



Walter Scott

Poem Theme: Lullabies

Walter Scott's other poems:
  1. The Sun upon the Weirdlaw Hill
  2. Lines Addressed to Ranald Macdonald, Esq., of Staffa
  3. On Ettrick ForestТs Mountains Dun
  4. On the Massacre of Glencoe
  5. The Maid of Isla


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