The Seal Lullaby

Oh! Hush thee, my baby, the night is behind us,

And black are the waters that sparkled so green

The moon, o'er the combers, looks downward to find us

At rest in the hollows that rustle between

Where billow meets billow, then soft be thy pillow

Oh weary wee flipperling, curl at thy ease!

The storm shall not wake thee, nor shark overtake thee

Asleep in the arms of the slow swinging seas!