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Good-Night

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Edward Thomas
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HE skylarks are far behind that sang over the down;I can hear no more those suburb nightingales;Thrushes and blackbirds sing in the gardens of the townIn vain: the noise of man, beast, and machine prevails. But the call of children in the unfamiliar streetsThat echo with a familiar twilight echoing,Sweet as the voice of nightingale or lark, completesA magic of strange welcome, so that I seem a king Among man, beast, machine, bird, child, and the ghostThat in the echo lives and with the echo dies.The friendless town is friendly; homeless, I not lost;Though I know none of these doors, and meet but strangers' eyes. Never again, perhaps, after to-morrow, shallI see these homely streets, these church windows alight,Not a man or woman or child among them all:But it is All Friends' Night, a traveller's good night.
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