Poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Good-Night

Good-night? ah! no; the hour is ill
Which severs those it should unite;
Let us remain together still,
Then it will be good night.

How can I call the lone night good,
Though thy sweet wishes wing its flight?
Be it not said, thought, understood --
Then it will be -- good night.

To hearts which near each other move
From evening close to morning light,
The night is good; because, my love,
They never say good-night.

1. The Fitful Alternations of the Rain
2. The Solitary
3. Homer's Hymn to Minerva
4. From the Arabic, an Imitation
5. The Spectral Horseman

Edward Thomas Good-Night ("The skylarks are far behind that sang over the down")

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