Sad Night shall weep her silent tears o’er all—
Good-night, good-night, sweet babe, good-night.
Child.
The day has kissed thy happy heart to sleep
And left thy lips apart in sweet delight;
But oh the Night, I know, must slowly creep—
Good-night, good-night, my child, good-night.
Youth.
Good-night, good-night!—thy care and day is done.
The stars thy camp, the Deity thy light,