Goodnight, Sweetheart, Goodnight
Mark Twain
Goodnight, Sweetheart, goodnight —
The stars are shining bright,
The snow is turning white,
Dim is the failing light,
Fast falls the glooming night, —
      All right!
      Sleep tight!
      Goodnight.
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