Good-Night
Good-night? ah! no; the hour is illWhich severs those it should unite;Let us remain together still,Then it will be GOOD night.
How can I call the lone night good,Though thy sweet wishes wing its flight?Be it not said, thought, understood--Then it will be--GOOD night.
To hearts which near each other moveFrom evening close to morning light,The night is good; because, my love,They never SAY good-night.
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