Hush now, and await the trice

Biding at the curtain call 

Toss the devil-may-care dice

One last time before you fall


Hush now, and shake off the fear

Rising in the pale whist light

Lamp the tableaus now so dear

At the gate of your good night


Hush now, and embrace the dark

Calling from the nearing shore

Couch in peace upon the hark

Of dead air forever more

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