 | A Flight of Fancies |  |
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BEDTIME
Joy is drooping, day is done,
Rest must follow after.
Mount the staircase one by one,
Wearied out by laughter.
Bees have left the lily-bloom,
Butterflies the roses;
Thankful for his leafy room,
Rob-in-Scarlet dozes.
Rest must follow after.
Mount the staircase one by one,
Wearied out by laughter.
Bees have left the lily-bloom,
Butterflies the roses;
Thankful for his leafy room,
Rob-in-Scarlet dozes.
Dream is busy in the land!
Little shutters, falling
Over eyes that understand
Weariness is calling,
Clearly tell how Sleep, to gain
What by day she misses,
Glides toward the counterpane,
Steals a thousand kisses.
Little shutters, falling
Over eyes that understand
Weariness is calling,
Clearly tell how Sleep, to gain
What by day she misses,
Glides toward the counterpane,
Steals a thousand kisses.
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