Poetry Archives

The lark is silent in his nest,
  The breeze is sighing in its flight,
Sleep, Love, and peaceful be thy rest.
  Good-night, my love, good-night, good-night.

Sweet dreams attend thee in thy sleep,
  To soothe thy rest till morning’s light,
And angels round thee vigil keep.
  Good-night, my love, good-night, good-night.

Sleep well, my love, on night’s dark breast,
  And ease thy soul with slumber bright;
Be joy but thine and I am blest.
  Good-night, my love, good-night, good-night.