Midnight Song (53 Words)
Farewell, my friend, a new day’s come,
With midnight so must I be gone,
Like specter to his lonely grave,
Now bedward go we, saints and knaves.
And though the tears come falling fast
No sleeping ever yet did last,
So quick, hold to, and never weep,
Even the winking stars must sleep.
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