TO all, "Good-night!" the touch of hands, The lifted eyes, -- Within my heart what deeper wish For any lies? And yet when prayers are sobbed to God, Are they for all? Or whispered blessings? On our own They rather fall. "Good-night!" to thee, -- a separate sign, A loyal word, Whose benediction still and deep None other heard! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO MR. THOMAS SOUTHERNE, ON HIS BIRTHDAY, 1742 by ALEXANDER POPE THE ENAMEL GIRL by GENEVIEVE TAGGARD TO HASEKAWA by WALTER CONRAD ARENSBERG A VILLANELLE OF SPRING by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |