Good Night
O. King
Day is past!
Stars have set their watch at last,
Founts that thro' the deep woods flow
Make sweet sounds, unheard till now,
Flowers have shut with fading light --
Good night!
Go to rest!
Sleep sit dove-like on thy breast!
If within that secret cell
One dark form of memory dwell,
Be it mantled from thy sight --
Good night!
Joy be thine!
Kind looks o'er thy slumbers shine!
Go, and in the spirit-land
Meet thy home's long-parted band,
Be thine eyes all love and light --
Good night!
Peace to all!
Dreams of heaven on mourners fall!
Exile! o'er thy couch, may gleams
Pass from thine own mountain streams;
Bard! away to worlds more bright --
Good night!