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CURFEW.
Cover the embers,
And put out the light;
Toil comes with the morning,
And rest with the night.
Dark grow the windows, And quenched is the fire;
Sound fades into silence,
All footsteps retire.
No voice in the chambers,
No sound in the hall !
Sleep and oblivion
Reign over all!