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Richard Henry Stoddard

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It beckons, I follow.
Good-by to the light,
I am going, O whither?
Out into the night.
--
The Messenger at Night.

 
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A little work, a little play
To keep us going—and so good-day!

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Of love’s bestowing—and so, good-night.

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Of each day’s growing—and so, good-morrow!

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