Notes
HUSH a bye Baby
On the Tree Top,
When the Wind blows
The Cradle will rock;
When the Bough breaks,
The Cradle will fall,
Down tumbles baby,
Cradle and all.
This may serve as a Warning to the Proud and Ambitious, who climb so high that they may generally fall at last.
--Mother Goose's Melody; or Sonnets for the Cradle
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