<h2><SPAN name="GOOD-NIGHT" id="GOOD-NIGHT"></SPAN>Good-Night</h2>
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<span class="i0"><span class="letra">I</span> AM not brave enough to sing<br/></span>
<span class="i2">The requiem of a hope just dead,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">That word <i>good-bye</i> will surely bring<br/></span>
<span class="i2">The shadow upon swifter wing,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Come, let us say good-night instead.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page_191" id="page_191"></SPAN>{191}</span><br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">See, where upon the water’s crest<br/></span>
<span class="i2">The sky comes down, a samite pall,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">To our poor vision, dim at best—<br/></span>
<span class="i2">That curtain of rare amethyst<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Marks the sure ending of it all.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">Ah, heart, the lesson you forget,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">This wind which goes with hurrying sweep<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Sees farther on, and farther yet<br/></span>
<span class="i2">The white ships go, the waters fret,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">The tender stars their vigils keep.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">So not good-bye, good-night—that’s all,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">The loneliness, the loss is mine,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">To-morrow when the glad winds call,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">The folds of mist will backward fall,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">And leave me with my hand in thine.<br/></span></div>
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