DREAMING AS SHE SLEEPS.
Copyright, 1889, by Arthur S. Josselyn.
Words and Music by Arthur S. Josselyn.
Far away among the mountains and the fields of ice and snow,
Where the tempests and the storms are fierce and wild.
There's a quiet cottage home, and a mother singing low,
As she watches o'er her sleeping infant child.
Dream away in peaceful slumber, dream away my darling one.
With your smiling face so innocent and gay;
How those pretty tresses fall! they're as golden as the sun.
And around your little mouth they seem to play.
Dreaming as she sleeps, while the twilight softly creeps
Through the window at the closing of the day;
There's a mother watching near, and to her your life is dear-
Hush! darling baby, dream away.
As the night approaches nearer and the clouds are gath'ring fast.
There's a well-known sound outside the cottage-door;
Comes a father from his toil-from the angry winter's blast
Comes a father to his wife and child once more.
In that far-off mountain home joy and peace will ever reign.
For a mother's heart is beating full of love;
And the father by her side now is kneeling once again.
As they send a silent payer to heaven above.-Chorus.