Goodnight to you, m'lady fair
with love that sparkles in the air.
I must go to rest my head 
upon wild flowers,
a makeshift bed,
to dream of starlight bright 
and shadows dim 
till next we meet 
by loves sweet whim.

Goodnight to you, m'lady fair
May grace dissolve your every care
as you, too, drift through dreams surreal
till the bell of dawn send out its peal,
a single note like purest love
whose echo wakes the sleeping dove.