Goodnight young princes and old Queens alike
who are lain down to slumber in softest respite
Til 'morrow finds you fresh awakened and bright
.........Goodnight, fair ones, goodnight
For I must not tarry but with yawn bid adeiu
Yet know that as I dream I dream of you
The brash and the bold, the quietly sweet
All to mind's mullings give fresher meet
Goodnight, lowly knaves and peasant maidens
who stay wakened long past twilights' fadings
And waken to noon time dinner table ladings
.... . Goodnight, bold ones, goodnight
And when morn comes shall we reunite
To share woes and joys of the last night?
Or perhaps dreams and nightmarish fright?
Til then, dear ones, goodnight .. goodnight
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