Backward Turn Backward O Time in Your Flight Make Me a Child Again Just for Tonight!

"Rock Me to Sleep"

There was organ music by itself, organ music with Pa's dabble, and organ music with the singing of quartets and duets and solos. Mrs. Bradley sang… Laura could hardly bear the sadness of it… — Little Town on the Prairie, Chapter 19, "TheWhirl of Gaiety"


The lyrics to "Rock Me to Sleep" were offset a poem written in 1859 by Elizabeth Akers Allen (Florence Percy) and sent past her from Rome to the Saturday Evening Post in Philadelphia. Information technology was set to music by several composers and became a popular song of the 1860s.

Elizabeth Ann Chase was built-in 1832 in Maine, and was said to have published her first verse form at age xv. She took a task working on the Portland Transcript in the 1850s and published her outset volume of poetry in 1856 under the pseudonym Florence Percy. With coin earned from the book, she traveled Europe. Chase was married three times: an early marriage ending in divorce, to Benjamin Akers, who died the yr afterward they were married, and so to Elijah G. Allen. She published a volume of poetry chosen Poems in 1866, using her own name. It included "Rock Me to Sleep," which remained her best known poem. She died in New York in 1911.

It isn't known which melody Mrs. Bradley sang in De Smet, simply all versions were moving and solemn. Ernest Leslie (1862) wrote music to the poem, as did George Frederick Root (1861), George Poulton, and John Colina Hewitt (1861). Hattie Suffron was born in 1858 in Greene County, Wisconsin, the daughter of Rev. James Suffron; she married George C. Bradley in 1878. The Bradleys came to De Smet in 1880 and Mr. Bradley ran a drug store. Information technology was supposedly Mrs. Bradley'south organ that was borrowed for both church building services and literaries.

Rock ME TO SLEEP

Astern, turn backward, O Time, in your flight,
Brand me a child once more but for this evening!
Mother, come up back from the echoless shore,
Accept me again to your centre as of yore;
Buss from my forehead the furrows of care,
Smoothen the few silvery threads out of my pilus;
Over my slumbers your loving watch continue-
Rock me to sleep, mother, rock me to slumber!

Backward, flow backward, O tide of the years!
I am so weary of toil and of tears,
Toil without recompense, tears all in vain,
Have them, and give me my babyhood again!
I have grown weary of dust and disuse,
Weary of flinging my soul-wealth away;
Weary of sowing for others to reap-
Rock me to sleep, mother, rock me to sleep!

Tired of the hollow, the base, the untrue,
Mother, O female parent, my center calls for you!
Many a summer the grass has grown green,
Blossomed and faded, our faces betwixt:
Yet, with strong yearning and passionate hurting,
Long I tonight for your presence over again.
Come from the silence and so long and so deep-
Stone me to sleep, mother, rock me to sleep!

Over my heard, in the days that are flown,
No love like mother-love e'er has shown;
No other worship abides and endures,
Faithful, unselfish, and patient like yours.
None like a mother tin amuse abroad pain
From the sick soul and the globe-weary brain.
Slumber's soft calms o'er my heavy lids pitter-patter-
Rock me to sleep, mother, rock me to sleep!

Come, allow your brown hair, but lighted with gold,
Fall on your shoulders again as of old;
Let it drop over my forehead tonight,
Shading my faint eyes abroad from the light;
For with its sunny-edged shadows in one case more
Haply will throng the sweet visions of yore;
Lovingly, softly, its bright billows sweep-
Rock me to slumber, mother, stone me to slumber!

Mother, love female parent, the years have been long
Since I last listened your lullaby song:
Sing, then, and unto my soul it shall seem
Womanhood's years have been only a dream.
Clasped to your center in a loving comprehend,
With your light lashes just sweeping my confront,
Never hereafter to wake or to cry-
Stone me to sleep, mother, rock me to sleep!

Rock ME TO SLEEP
(from Little Town on the Prairie)

Backward, plow backward,
Oh Time in thy flight.
Brand me a child once more,
Just for tonight.

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Click on the above images to view a copy of original sheet music for "Rock Me to Sleep."

This music is archived in the Rare Book, Manuscript, and Special Collections Library of Duke University, Durham, North Carolina 27708-0185 USA.. The Historic American Sheet Music Programme provides access to music published in the U.s.a. between 1850 and 1920.



"Rock Me to Sleep" (LTP nineteen)
"Backward, plough astern, Oh fourth dimension in thy flight"

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