Backward, turn baok. oh Time, in your fligbt, Mnke me a child again, just for to niglit! Mother, come back from the eclioless shore, Take me again to your heart as 01 yore- Kiss from my forehead the furrowa of care. Smooth the few BÜver threads cf my hair - Over my sluinbera your loving watch keep - Rock me to sleep, mother - rook me to sleepl Dackward, flow baokward, oh, tide of the yearsl I am 90 weary of toil and tears- Toil without recompense - teara all in rain - Take them, and give me my childhood sgain. have grown weary of dust and decay, Weary of throwing my soul wealth away - Weary of sowing for othera to reap; Eek me to sloep, mother - rock me to sleepl Tired of the hollow, the be, the untrue, Mother, oh mother, my heart calis for youl Many a sumrner the graas haa grown green, Bkusomed and faded, our faces between - Yet with itrong yearnings and passionate pain, Long I tonight for your presence again; Come from the silence so long and ao deep - Rock me to leep, mother - rock ine to sleepl Over my heart in the days that are flown, No love lite mother love ever has shone - No other worship abidea and endures, Faithful unselfish.and patiënt like yours- None like a mother can charm away pain From the sick soul and the world-weary br∈ Slumbera aoft calma o "er my heavy lids ereep - Rock me to sleep, mother- rock me to sleep! Come, let your brown hair juat lighted with gold, Fall on your houlders again as of "-ld - Let it drop over my forehead to night, Shading my faint eyes away from the light - For with ite aunny edged ehadowa once more - Haply will throng the sweet viaions of yore, Lovingly, aoftly, ita bright billowa sweep - Rock me to sleep, mother -rock me to sleepl Mother, dear mother, the yeara have ben long Since I laet liatened yeur lullaby song - Singthen, and unto my soul it shall seem Womanhood's years have been only a dream; Clasped to your heart in a lovUg embrace. With your light laahea just sweeping my face, Never hereaftcr to wake or to weep, Rock me to sleep, mother - rock me to sleep!