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Hush a while, my darling, for the long day closes,

Nodding into slumber on the blue hill’s crest.

See the little clouds play Ring a ring o’ roses,

Planting Fairy gardens in the red-rose West.

Greet him for us, cloudlets, say we’re not forgetting

Golden gifts of sunshine, merry hours of play.

Ring a ring o’ roses round the sweet sun’s setting,

Spread a bed of roses for the dear dead day.

Hush-a-bye, my little one, the dear day dozes,

Doffed his crown of kingship and his fair flag furled,

While the earth and sky play Ring a ring o’ roses,

Ring a ring o’ roses round the rose-red world.

W. Graham Robertson.