WATCHMAN.
Past two o'clock—past two.
Now wrap thy cloak about thee—
The hours must sure go wrong,
For when they're past without thee,
They're, oh, ten times as long.
WATCHMAN.
Past three o'clock—past three.
Again that dreadful warning!
Had ever time such flight?
And see the sky, 'tis morning—
So now, indeed, good night.
WATCHMAN.
Past three o'clock—past three.
Goodnight, good night.