A cradle song Ivor Gurney
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The angels are stooping, above your bed;
They weary of trooping with the whimpering dead
God's laughing in heaven to see you so good;
The Shining Seven are gay with His mood
I kiss you and kiss you, my pigeon my own
Ah how I shall miss you when you have grown
They weary of trooping with the whimpering dead
God's laughing in heaven to see you so good;
The Shining Seven are gay with His mood
I kiss you and kiss you, my pigeon my own
Ah how I shall miss you when you have grown
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