The Country Chil’s Good-Night

The Country Chil’s Good-Night
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Good-night, dear hills! So still you lie ‘
Against the bosom of the sky,
I know you must be fast asleep,
And all night long the stars will keep
Their tender watches over you,
So must I soon be sleeping, too

Good-night, dear hills, for now I go
To slumber, trustfully and slow;
But bedtime must be cheerless, gray,
To those who can’t look out and say,
My heart with pitying it fills!)
One good-night to the friendly hills
-Eleanor C Hull