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VI. GOOD-NIGHT.
Good-night, good-night!
Till dawn of day
May soft sleep stay
By you, I pray;
Till breaks the light;
Good-night—good-night.
Till dawn of day
May soft sleep stay
By you, I pray;
Till breaks the light;
Good-night—good-night.
Good-night, good-night!
The day was glad
When you I had
In sight, but sad
Is now my plight;
Good-night—good-night.
The day was glad
When you I had
In sight, but sad
Is now my plight;
Good-night—good-night.
Good-night, good-night!
The darkness teems
With you: in dreams
I hunt the gleams
Of tresses bright;
Good-night—good-night.
The darkness teems
With you: in dreams
I hunt the gleams
Of tresses bright;
Good-night—good-night.
Good-night, good-night!
Till to-morrow
Sorrow—sorrow:
Then we borrow
Wings for flight;
Good-night—good-night.
Till to-morrow
Sorrow—sorrow:
Then we borrow
Wings for flight;
Good-night—good-night.
Good-night, good-night!
I think of you,
My hero true,
The long night through;
Till shines the light;
Good-night—good-night.
I think of you,
My hero true,
The long night through;
Till shines the light;
Good-night—good-night.
Good-night, good-night!
To-morrow, sweet,
Again we meet,
And gone the feet
Of evil plight;
Good-night—good-night.
To-morrow, sweet,
Again we meet,
And gone the feet
Of evil plight;
Good-night—good-night.
Good-night, good-night!
I feel your hand,
I see you stand
In dim dream-land,
In garments bright;
Good-night—good-night.
I feel your hand,
I see you stand
In dim dream-land,
In garments bright;
Good-night—good-night.
Good-night, good-night!
Yours am I, sweet,
Slow to sigh, sweet,
Swift to fly, sweet,
Strong for flight;
Good-night—good-night.
Yours am I, sweet,
Slow to sigh, sweet,
Swift to fly, sweet,
Strong for flight;
Good-night—good-night.
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Good-night, good-night!
The last adieu:
To-morrow's dew
Will fall on two,
On love alight;
Good-night—good-night.
The last adieu:
To-morrow's dew
Will fall on two,
On love alight;
Good-night—good-night.
Good-night, good-night!
The last kiss blown,
The last look flown,
From off his throne
Must love alight;
My own—good-night.
The last kiss blown,
The last look flown,
From off his throne
Must love alight;
My own—good-night.
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