“Good-night,” I’d say; “Good-night—good-by!”
“Good-night”—from her with half a sigh—
“Good-night!” “Good-night!” And then
And then I do not go, but stand,
Again lean on the railing, and—
Begin it all again.
Ah! that was many a day ago—
That pleasant summer-time—although
The gate is standing yet;
A little cranky, it may be,