SONGS: 6. THE WEARY MOON GOES DOWN INTO THE WEST by MARGARET LOUISA WOODS

The weary moon goes down into the West
As one that fain would rest,
And nothing now is waking in the skies
Except the luminous eyes
Of stars that watch thee where thou wanderest.
Wilt not thou also rest?

Now all the earth lies hushed in shadowy sleep,
City and plain and steep;
Only the river journeying from afar
Towards the Northern star,
Rolls through the slumbering world its waters deep,
That whisper to thee, "Sleep."

And now is peace in that belovèd breast,
Peace, the long absent guest;
For fear is dead, and sorrow sleeps forgot,
Love only slumbers not,
Love wakes for thee that doubting tarriest.
Wilt thou not also rest?

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