For, as he spoke, a big round drop
Fell bounding on his ample sleeve;
A witness which he could not stop;
A witness which all hearts believe.
Thou, filial piety, wert there;
And round the ring, benignly bright,
Dwelt in the luscious half-shed tear,
And in the parting words, “Good Night!”
With thankful hearts and strengthened love
The poor old pair, supremely blest,