THE lark is silent in his nest, <br />The breeze is sighing in its flight, <br />Sleep, Love, and peaceful be thy rest. <br />Good-night, my love, good-night, good-night. <br />Sweet dreams' attend thee in thy sleep, <br />To soothe thy rest till morning's light, <br />And angels round thee vigil keep. <br />Good-night, my love, good-night, good-night. <br />Sleep well, my love, on night's dark breast, <br />And ease thy soul with slumber bright; <br />Be joy but thine and I am blest. <br />Good-night, my love, good-night, good-night.<br /><br />Paul Laurence Dunbar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/good-night-42/
