“GOOD-NIGHT.”

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FOUND AMONG THE PAPERS OF THE LATE WALTER HERRIES, ESQ.

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“Good-night!” the words were spoken, and we parted,

I to my lonely home, to muse on thee,

With spirit bowed and saddened, broken-hearted⁠—

And thou, to dreams of joy—but not of me.

“Good-night!” how very coldly it was spoken;

But those loved tones are lingering near me yet,

And though of tenderness they bring no token,

I would not, if I had the power, forget.

“Good-night!” and happy, dearest, be thy morrow⁠—

From gloom and sadness be thy future free;

Be mine alone the darkness and the sorrow⁠—

For where thou art not, all is night to me.