Time for Bed by Pamela S.
Byning Time for bed,
The weary day,
With its toils has passed away,
Soul has wrapped his forehead bright In the curtains of the night,
And his glorious lamp again Lowered behind the western main,
Leaving all heaven's pure expanse Radiant with his parting glance Just a few faint stars are seen Ranged around the midnight queen A select and glorious band Who alone may waiting stand?
Hound the monarch of the night Bearing up their urns of light Her majestic path to cheer Till the shadows disappear Time for bed,
The folded flowers Hang their heads in forest bowers Nestled in each downy nest Day's sweet songsters calmly rest And the night bird's plaintive hymn Echoes through the forest dim Dew drops on the birchen bough In the star beams sparkle now Scarce a zephyr stirs the rose So profound is earth's repose Time for bed,
Put by thy books Learner with thy studious looks Poet,
Lay the pen away Candlelight will spoil thy lay Leave it till the morning hours Come with sunshine to the flowers Leave it till from shrub and tree Birds pour forth,
They'll missle sree Till the sun on wood and wool Turns the drops of dew to gold Till the bee comes forth to sip Nectar from the floret's lip Till the light-winged zephyrs wake Dancing ripples on the lake And the cloudlets in the height Don their fleecy robes of white With joy and light and love Ah,
Around thee and above Tune thy lyre to praiseful mirth With all happy things of earth Time for bed,
Though men of toil Why consume the midnight oil?
Night was made for slumber's rest Thou art weary,
Therefore rest Time for bed,
Poor Martha thou Long enough hast laboured now All the day's bright hours are numbered Yet art thou with toiling cumbered?
Lay that tedious work away Till the blessed return of day Thou art careworn and oppressed Thou art weary,
Martha,
Rest Time for bed,
Shut up the stove To its place the table move Lay the books into their case Wheel the sofa to its place Wind the clock,
Brush up the floor Close the shutters,
Lock the door That will do Put out the light,
Toil in trouble Oh,
Good night
