...and then continues singing, with a soft and plaintive voice, the cradle hymn — " Hush, my babe, He still and slumber; Holy angels guard thy bed ; Heavenly...blessings, without number, Gently falling on thy head." Again and again his birth-day has come round. He is still feeble and defenceless ; but if one might...

...on the rocker, and rocked very gently, looking at Willie with her eyes full of love. She sang, — "Hush, my dear; lie still and slumber; Holy angels guard thy bed." The dust-brush was lying at her side, and she was knitting. But where did she get her knitting ? I...

...music ever 4 THE FRIEND'S FAMILY. sounded sweeter to their ears, than that mother's sweet hymn — " Hush ! my dear, lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed," &c. Is it not a sweet hymn ? Sweetly it sounded to the sick child, when chanted by the soft low voice...

...face, and then continues singing, with a soft and plaintive voice, the cradle hymn,— " Hush, my babe, lie still and slumber ; Holy angels guard thy bed...blessings, without number, Gently falling on thy head." Again and again his birth-day has come round. He is still feeble and defenceless ; but if one might...

...the two species of trochaic verse, arranged alternately, and rhyming alternately ; as, for example : "Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber; Holy angels...blessings, without number, Gently falling on thy head." — Watts. This is the only kind of stanza which I recollect to have seen of trochaic verse : stanzas...

...singing, with a soft and plaintive voice, the cradle hymn,— " Hueh, my babe, lie still and slumber j Holy angels guard thy bed ; Heavenly blessings, without number, Gently falling on thy head." Again and again his birth-day has come round. He is still feeble and defenceless ; but if one might...

...singing, with a soft and plaintive voice, the cradle hymn,— " l-Iush, my babe, lie still and slumber j Holy angels guard thy bed ; Heavenly blessings, without number, Gently falling on thy head." Again and again his birth-day has come round. He , is still feeble and defenceless ; but if one might...

...youth the warwhoop of the savage and thy mother's sweet and soul-composing hymn: — " Hush, my child, lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed; Heavenly blessings, without number, Best upon thine infant head:" • Come, New England, take the old banners of thy conquering host—the...

...like to think of angels being near us, though we cannot see them. You know the Cradle Hymm begins, ' Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed !' And the hymn we say every night is sure to remind us of the angels who are near to watch over us."...

...heard in fancy Strains of one familiar song, Often sung by my dear mother To me in that cradle bed. * " Hush, my dear ! lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed." "While I listen to the music Stealing on in gentle strain, I am earned back to childhood— I am now...