THE GONDOLIER’S SONG. (From “Lionardo, the Gondolier.”)

Goodnight, my love, a fond goodnight, The moon shines down on thee. But soon that cloud shall hide its light, And thy dear face from me, And thy dear face from me. Goodnight again, my beauteous flower, Farewell, my gentle dove; The night speeds on, ’tis now the hour When we must part, my love— When we must part, my love. Sleep, softly sleep, luxurious rest, Sweet dreams, dear love, be thine. May each unconscious thought be blest With love, sweet love of mine— Goodnight, sweet love of mine.