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Well then, Let us arise and go like men, And face with an undaunted tread The long black passage up to bed. [Illustration: NORTH WEST PASSAGE] Farewell, O brother, sister, sire! O pleasant party round the fire! The songs you sing, the tales you tell, Till far to morrow, fare ye well! WELL THEN LET US RISE AND GO LIKE MEN AND FACE WITH AN UNDAUNTED TREAD THE LONG BLACK PASSAGE UP TO BED FAREWELL O BROTHERS SISTERS SIRE O PLEASANT PARTY ROUND THE FIRE THE SONGS YOU SAY THE TALES YOU TELL TILL FAR TO MORROW FARE YE WELL
dim, the dusty air, The happy hills of hay! [Illustration: THE HAYLOFT] [Illustration] FAREWELL TO THE FARM The coach is at the door at last; The eager children, mounting fast And kissing hands, in chorus sing: Good-bye, good-bye, to everything! To house and garden, field and lawn, The meadow-gates we swang upon, To pump and stable, tree and swing, Good-bye, good-bye, to everything! And fare you well for evermore, O ladder at the hayloft door, O hayloft where the cobwebs cling, Good-bye, good-bye, to everything! Crack goes the whip, and off we go; The trees and houses smaller grow; Last, round the woody turn we swing: Good-bye, good-bye, to everything! [Illustration] NORTH-WEST PASSAGE _1. Good-night_ When the bright lamp is carried in, The sunless hours again begin; O'er all without, in field and lane, The haunted night returns again. Now we behold the embers flee About the firelit hearth; and see Our faces painted as we pass, Like pictures, on the window-glass. Must we to bed indeed?  SECTION NUMBER EIGHT OF A CHILD'S GARDEN OF VERSES BY ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON THIS LIP REVOX RECORDING IS IN THE PUBLIC DOMAIN NORTH WEST PASSAGE ONE GOOD NIGHT WHEN THE BRIGHT LAMP IS CARRIED IN THE SUNLESS HOURS AGAIN BEGIN OH ER ALL WITHOUT IN FIELDED THE HAUGHTY NIGHT RETIRED THE DEAD NOW WE BEHOLD THE EPRESS FLEA ABOUT THE VIOLET HEARTH AT SEA OUR FACES PAINTED AS WE PASS LIKE PICTURES ON THE WINDOW GLASS MUST WE GO TO BED INDEED
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