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Good-night, Sun! go to bed!

Take your crown from your shining head.

Now put on your gray night-cap,

And shut your eyes for a good long nap.

Good-night, Sky, bright and blue!

Not a wink of sleep for you.

You must watch us all the night,

With your twinkling eyes so bright.

Good-night, flowers! now shut up

Every swinging bell and cup.

Take your sleeping-draught of dew:

Pleasant dreams to all of you!

Good-night, birds, that sweetly sing!

Little head 'neath little wing!

Every leaf upon the tree

Soft shall sing your lullaby.

Last to you, little child,

Sleep is coming soft and mild.

Now he shuts your blue eyes bright:

Little Baby dear, good-night!