Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The Worlds Best Poetry. Volume I. Of Home: of Friendship. 1904. | | | | Poems of Home: I. About Children | | Silent Baby | | Ellen Bartlett Currier |
| | | THE BABY sits in her cradle, | |
| Watching the world go round, | |
| Enrapt in a mystical silence, | |
| Amid all the tumult of sound. | |
| She must be akin to the flowers, | 5 |
| For no one has heard | |
| A whispered word | |
| From this silent baby of ours. | |
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| Wondering, she looks at the children, | |
| As they merrily laughing pass, | 10 |
| And smiles oer her face go rippling, | |
| Like sunshine over the grass | |
| And into the heart of the flowers; | |
| But never a word | |
| Has yet been heard | 15 |
| From this silent darling of ours. | |
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| Has she a wonderful wisdom, | |
| Of unspoken knowledge a store, | |
| Hid away from all curious eyes, | |
| Like the mysterious lore | 20 |
| Of the bees and the birds and the flowers? | |
| Is this why no word | |
| Has ever been heard | |
| From this silent baby of ours? | |
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| Ah, baby, from out your blue eyes | 25 |
| The angel of silence is smiling, | |
| Though silvern hereafter your speech, | |
| Your silence is golden,beguiling | |
| All hearts to this darling of ours, | |
| Who speaks not a word | 30 |
| Of all she has heard, | |
| Like the birds, the bees, and the flowers. | | | | |
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