THE NIGHT.
Mostholy Night, that still dost keepThe keys of all the doors of sleep,To me when my tired eyelids closeGive thou repose.And let the far lament of themThat chaunt the dead day’s requiemMake in my ears, who wakeful lie,Soft lullaby.Bid them that guard the sacred moonBy my bedside their memories croon;So shall I have strange dreams and blestIn my brief rest.Fold thy great wings about my face,Hide day-dawn from my resting-place,And cheat me with thy false delight,Most holy Night.
Mostholy Night, that still dost keepThe keys of all the doors of sleep,To me when my tired eyelids closeGive thou repose.And let the far lament of themThat chaunt the dead day’s requiemMake in my ears, who wakeful lie,Soft lullaby.Bid them that guard the sacred moonBy my bedside their memories croon;So shall I have strange dreams and blestIn my brief rest.Fold thy great wings about my face,Hide day-dawn from my resting-place,And cheat me with thy false delight,Most holy Night.
Mostholy Night, that still dost keepThe keys of all the doors of sleep,To me when my tired eyelids closeGive thou repose.
Mostholy Night, that still dost keep
The keys of all the doors of sleep,
To me when my tired eyelids close
Give thou repose.
And let the far lament of themThat chaunt the dead day’s requiemMake in my ears, who wakeful lie,Soft lullaby.
And let the far lament of them
That chaunt the dead day’s requiem
Make in my ears, who wakeful lie,
Soft lullaby.
Bid them that guard the sacred moonBy my bedside their memories croon;So shall I have strange dreams and blestIn my brief rest.
Bid them that guard the sacred moon
By my bedside their memories croon;
So shall I have strange dreams and blest
In my brief rest.
Fold thy great wings about my face,Hide day-dawn from my resting-place,And cheat me with thy false delight,Most holy Night.
Fold thy great wings about my face,
Hide day-dawn from my resting-place,
And cheat me with thy false delight,
Most holy Night.