Then the bright lamp is carried in, The sunless hours again begin; O'er all without, in field and lane, The haunted night returns again. Now we behold the embers flee About the firelit hearth; and see Our faces painted as we pass, Like pictures, on the window glass. Must we to bed indeed? Well then, Let us arise and go like men, And face with an undaunted tread The long black passage up to bed. Farewell, O brother, sister, sire! O pleasant party round the fire! The songs you sing, the tales you tell, Till far to-morrow, fare you well! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SANDHILL PEOPLE by CARL SANDBURG THE RECRUIT by ROBERT WILLIAM CHAMBERS DOWN THE MISSISSIPPI: 3. FULL MOON by JOHN GOULD FLETCHER PROPERZIA ROSSI by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS THE BUNCH OF GRAPES by GEORGE HERBERT |