Good Night

We never say, 'Good Night;' For our eager lips are fleeter Than the tongue, and a kiss is sweeter Than parting words, That out like swords; So we always kiss Good Night. We never say 'Good Night.' Words are precious, love, why lose 'em? Fold them up in your maiden bosom; There let them rest, Like love unconfessed, While we kiss a sweet Good Night. There comes a last Good Night. Human life-not love-is fleeting; Heaven send many a birth-day greeting; Dim years roll on To life's gray-haired dawn, Ere we kiss our last Good Night. --- We've kissed our last Good Night! Love's warm tendrils torn and bleeding, Vain all human interceding! Oh, life! how dark! Its one vital spark Was quenched with our last GOOD NIGHT!