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Good Night.

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We never say, "Good Night;"     For our eager lips are fleeter     Than the tongue, and a kiss is sweeter         Than parting words,         That out like swords;     So we always kiss Good Night.         We never say "Good Night."     Words are precious, love, why lose 'em?     Fold them up in your maiden bosom;         There let them rest,         Like love unconfessed,     While we kiss a sweet Good Night.         There comes a last Good Night.     Human life - not love - is fleeting;     Heaven send many a birth-day greeting;         Dim years roll on         To life's gray-haired dawn,     Ere we kiss our last Good Night.                  -    -    -         We've kissed our last Good Night!     Love's warm tendrils torn and bleeding,     Vain all human interceding!         Oh, life! how dark!         Its one vital spark     Was quenched with our last GOOD NIGHT!

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