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They promised not to turn a deaf ear to the American people. Now it’s time to call them on it.

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Monday, March 15, 2010

All through the Night

By Col. B. Bunny

English lyrics:

Sleep, my child, and peace attend thee
All through the night
Guardian angels God will send thee
All through the night
Soft the drowsy hours are creeping
Hill and dale in slumber sleeping
I my loving vigil keeping
All through the night

While the moon her watch is keeping
All through the night
While the weary world is sleeping
All through the night
O’er thy spirit gently stealing
Visions of delight revealing
Breathes a pure and holy feeling
All through the night

Though I roam a minstrel lonely
All through the night
My true harp shall praise sing only
All through the night
Love’s young dream, alas, is over
Yet my strains of love shall hover
Near the presence of my lover
All through the night

Hark, a solemn bell is ringing
Clear through the night
Thou, my love, art heavenward winging
Home through the night
Earthly dust from off thee shaken
Soul immortal shalt thou awaken
With thy last dim journey taken
Home through the night

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Posted by Col. B. Bunny on 03/15/2010 at 11:59 PM

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How very lovely. I haven’t heard this song since we sang it over 50 years ago in P.S. 58 in the Bronx.

Posted by .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address) on 03/16/2010 at 05:24 PM