Summary: What a great poem.<br> -The Voice before the Void<br> “A Late Good Night”<br> Robert Fuller Murray<br> My lamp is out, my task is done,<br> And up the stair with lingering feet<br> I climb. The staircase clock strikes one.<br> Good night, my love! good night, my sweet!<br> My solitary room I gain.<br> A single star makes incomplete<br> The blackness of the window pane.<br> Good night, my love! good night, my sweet!<br> Dim and more dim its sparkle grows,<br> And ere my head the pillows meet,<br> My lids are fain themselves to close.<br> Good night, my love! good night, my sweet!<br> My lips no other words can say,<br> But still they murmur and repeat<br> To you, who slumber far away,<br> Good night, my love! good night, my sweet!<br>
