Bed.
A Lullaby.
Good night—good night ! For now it is high time1
That I should go and rest my drowsy head.2
Good night—good night ! For the church clock
doth chime3
doth chime3
The hour of ten—so let’s be off to bed.4
Good night—good night !5
Let others, then, troll of the flowing bowl,6
And say in its depths they can drown dull care ;7
That a man forgets his loves and his debts,8
While quaffing its liquor, so rich and rare.9
Good night—good night !10
But as I well do know, an aching head11
Is closely allied to the foaming cup ;12
While no pain awaits me on going to bed,13
Save that, in ten hours hence, I must get up !14
Good night—good night!15