Sleep, My Treasure Sleep, sleep, my treasure,  The long day’s pleasure  Has tired the birds, to their nests they creep; The garden still is  Alight with lilies,  But all the daisies are fast asleep. Sleep, sleep, my darling, Dawn wakes the starling, The sparrow stirs when he sees day break;  But all the meadow  Is wrapped in shadow, And you must sleep till the daisies wake! -by E. Nesbit