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Updated: June 23, 2025
Palma's vision, he heard every syllable of the sweet mellow English words of Kücken's "Schlummerlied," with its soothing refrain: "Oh, hush thee now, in slumber mild, While watch I keep, oh sleep, my child." She sang it with strange pathos, thinking of her own far distant mother, whom fate had denied the privilege of chanting lullabies over her lonely blue-eyed child.
"I envy you your power. With music like that one can almost imagine that life is what one would wish it to be." She did not answer, but she wandered off into another air a slumber song. "The Schlummerlied," said De Chauxville softly. "It almost has the power to send a sorrow to sleep." This time she answered him possibly because he had not looked at her. "Such never sleep," she said.
The child fancies them exceedingly, and I promised to get the words for her." "Kücken's 'Schlummerlied, and a little 'Cradle Song' by Wallace." "Be so good as to let me hear them." Would Mrs. Carew sing them for him when she was far away, utterly forgotten by her guardian? The thought was unutterably bitter, and it goaded her, aided her in the ordeal.
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