Goodnight to the meadow
Ivor (Bertie) Gurney
Goodnight to the meadow; farewell to the nine o'clock Sun;
"He loves me not, loves me, he loves me not" (O jealous one!).
"He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me" O soft nights of June;
A bird sang for love on the cherry bough: up swam the Moon.