How sweet the happy evening's close,
'Tis the hour of sweet repose–
Good-night
The summer wind has sunk to rest,
The moon serenely bright
Unfolds her calm and gentle ray,
Softly now she seems to say,
Good-night
GoodnightHow sweet the happy evening's close, 'Tis the hour of sweet repose– Good-night The summer wind has sunk to rest, The moon serenely bright Unfolds her calm and gentle ray, Softly now she seems to say, Good-night |