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Should any cause of inward pain

Make baby cry or start again,

I'll warm its feet before the fire,

Or see what else it may require;

Over my shoulder gently throw

And rock my baby to and fro.

And now, asleep within the cot,

It must be neither cold nor hot.

If cold, I know it shortly will

Awake, and feel itself quite ill;

And if 'tis wrapp'd too tight and warm,

Tho' babe may feel no present harm,

'Twill be relax'd, and feeble grow,

And shortly lose its healthy glow.

But with a blanket warm, yet light,

And pillow not too great a height,

With nothing else to tease or cumber,

Baby will most sweetly slumber.