Sleep, sleep, beauty bright, br Dreaming in the joys of night; br Sleep, sleep; in thy sleep br Little sorrows sit and weep. br br Sweet babe, in thy face br Soft desires I can trace, br Secret joys and secret smiles, br Little pretty infant wiles. br br As thy softest limbs I feel br Smiles as of the morning steal br O'er thy cheek, and o'er thy breast br Where thy little heart doth rest. br br O the cunning wiles that creep br In thy little heart asleep! br When thy little heart doth wake, br Then the dreadful night shall break.