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GOOD-NIGHT, my Heart, my Heart, good-night -- / Oh, good and dear and fair, / With lips of life and eyes of light / And roses in your hair.
To-morrow brings the other crown, / The orange blossoms, Sweet, / And then the rose will be cast down / With lilies at your feet.
But in your soul a garden stands / Where fair the white rose blows -- / God, teach my foolish clumsy hands / The way to tend my rose.
That in the white-rose garden still / The lily may bloom fair / God help my heart and soul and will / To keep the lily there.