Versos English Maria Arthington Restless Nights

English poem

Restless Nights

by (?–1863)

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When a babe is uneasy and restless in bed, "Child's cordial" will soothe it to sleep, it is said; And ignorant people, who know not its harm, Think this dangerous stuff has a powerful charm. But one drop of such poison I never will give, Because I would rather my darling should live; And I know very well, if this cordial I try, That baby will want more and more, till it die. Tho' made with such art as to lull and give ease, It lays the foundation for lasting disease; No mother deserves a sweet babe for her prize, Who would poison her infant, to silence its cries. And a nurse who loves baby, or values her place, Will ne'er use this drug; 'tis a sin and disgrace; Well then, I will try with much patience and care, To soothe my dear babe, or some food to prepare; And the true satisfaction of doing my best Will repay all my labour and sweeten my rest.