English poem
LINES FOR MUSIC.
by Fanny Kemble (1809–1893)
Good night! from music's softest spell Go to thy dreams: and in thy slumbers, Fairies, with magic harp and shell, Sing o'er to thee thy own sweet numbers.
Good night! from Hope's intense desire Go to thy dreams: and may to-morrow, Love with the sun returning, fire These evening mists of doubt and sorrow.
Good night! from hours of weary waking I'll to my dreams: still in my sleep To feel the spirit's restless aching, And ev'n with eyelids closed, to weep.