All English Sonnets
MOTHER TO AN INFANT (LULLABY)
Smile O Nikoo!, smile O Bachoo!, smile,
And make your mother’s ample bosom flow
With milk O Life perennial, scored wile
Is flowing, ageless vigour. Do you know?
O! hold your winsome cries, do not rile,
And let your mama do her household chores,
Which otherwise would gather dust and pile,
And would be doubly tiring, you therefore,
O! for a tiny moment just a while,
with-hold your intimacies, don’t be sad,
And like a cow your mama, from a mile
Would come with oozing udders, with a mad
And worried rush and hurry, mystified,
To her grunts of hunger, satisfied.