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1787–1860

THE LITTLE BOY'S GOOD-NIGHT.

Eliza Lee Cabot Follen

The sun is hidden from our sight, The birds are sleeping sound; ‘ Tis time to say to all, “Good night!” And give a kiss all round.

Good night! my father, mother, dear, Now kiss your little son; Good night! my friends, both far and near, Good night to every one.

Good night! ye merry, merry birds, Sleep well till morning light; Perhaps if you could sing in words, You would have said, “Good night!”

To all my pretty flowers, good night! You blossom while I sleep; And all the stars, that shine so bright, With you their watches keep.

The moon is lighting up the skies, The stars are sparkling there; ‘ Tis time to shut our weary eyes, And say our evening prayer.

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