Sweetheart, for such a day One mustn't grudge the score; Here, then, it's all to pay, It's Good-night at the door. Good-night and good dreams to you,- Do you remember the picture-book thieves Who left two children sleeping in a wood the long night through, And how the birds came down and covered them with leaves? So you and I should have slept,-But now, Oh, what a lonely head! With just the shadow of a waving bough In the moonlight over your bed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DARK HOUSE by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON ON A PROPOSED TRIP SOUTH by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS A HYMN TO CONTENTMENT by THOMAS PARNELL THE SISTERS by JOHN BANISTER TABB THE SAD SHEPHERD by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS SONG OF THE FATHERLAND by ERNST MORITZ ARNDT PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 24. AR-RAFI by EDWIN ARNOLD |