Good Night.

The sun has sunk behind the hills,      The shadows o'er the landscape creep;     A drowsy sound the woodland fills,      And nature folds her arms to sleep:      Good night good night.     The chattering jay has ceased his din      The noisy robin sings no more     The crow, his mountain haunt within,      Dreams 'mid the forest's surly roar:      Good night good night.     The sunlit cloud floats dim and pale;      The dew is falling soft and still;     The mist hangs trembling o'er the vale,      And silence broods o'er yonder mill:      Goodnight good night.     The rose, so ruddy in the light,      Bends on its stem all rayless now,     And by its side the lily white      A sister shadow, seems to bow:      Good night good night.     The bat may wheel on silent wing      The fox his guilty vigils keep     The boding owl his dirges sing;      But love and innocence will sleep:      Good night good night!