Martin Peerson (1571?-1650)
Upon my Lap my Sovereign Sits
1Upon my lap my sovereign sits
2And sucks upon my breast;
3Meantime his love maintains my life
4And gives my sense her rest.
5 Sing lullaby, my little boy,
6 Sing lullaby, mine only joy!
7When thou hast taken thy repast,
8Repose, my babe, on me;
9So may thy mother and thy nurse
10Thy cradle also be.
11 Sing lullaby, my little boy,
12 Sing lullaby, mine only joy!
13I grieve that duty doth not work
14All that my wishing would,
15Because I would not be to thee
16But in the best I should.
17 Sing lullaby, my little boy,
18 Sing lullaby, mine only joy!
19Yet as I am, and as I may,
20I must and will be thine,
21Though all too little for thyself
22Vouchsafing to be mine.
23 Sing lullaby, my little boy,
24 Sing lullaby, mine only joy!
1] This poem is attributed to Martin Peerson.
Online text copyright © 2003, Ian Lancashire for the Department
of English, University of Toronto.
Published by the Web Development Group, Information Technology Services,
University of Toronto Libraries.
Original text: Martin Peerson, Private Musick (London: Thomas Snodham, 1620). ML C263 MUSI mfm.
First publication date:
RPO poem editor: W. J. Alexander, William Hall Clawson
RP edition: RP (1916), p. 47; RPO 1997.
Recent editing: 2:2002/2/6
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