ANOTHER "GOOD-NIGHT."

Birds, birds, in the linden-tree, Low, low let your music be! Bees, bees, in the garden bloom, Hushed, hushed be your drowsy hum! Wind, wind, through the lattice waft Still, still, thy breathing soft! Flowers, sweet be the breath you shed: Two little children are going to bed. Eyes, eyes, 'neath your curtains white, Veiled, veiled be the sunny light! Lips, lips, like the roses red, Soft, soft be your sweet prayers said! Feet, feet, that have danced all day, Now, now must your dancing stay. Low, low lay each golden head! Two little children are going to bed.