Goodbye in fear, goodbye in sorrow, Goodbye, and all in vain,

Never to meet again, my dear-” "Never to part again.”

"Goodbye to-day, goodbye to-morrow,

Goodbye till earth shall wane,

Never to meet again, my dear—' "Never to part again."

If the sun could tell us half

That he hears and sees,

Sometimes he would make us laugh, Sometimes make us cry:

Think of all the birds that make

Homes among the trees;

Think of cruel boys who take
Birds that cannot fly.

If the moon came from heaven,
Talking all the way,

What could she have to tell us,
And what could she say?

"I've seen a hundred pretty things, And seen a hundred gay;

But only think I peep by night And do not peep by day!"

O Lady Moon, your horns point toward the east: Shine, be increased;

O Lady Moon, your horns point toward the west: Wane, be at rest.

Higher than the wind can blow, Or the clouds can fly?

Each star in its own glory
Circles, circles still;

As it was lit to shine and set,

And do its Maker's will.