Good Morning,--Good Night!

As life with its glories
Crowds close in the light,
Tell pleasure good-morning
And sorrow good-night.

No matter what fortune
Comes down in swift flight,
Tell pleasure good-morning
And sorrow good-night.

Walk still in the sunshine,
Where blossoms bloom bright;
Tell pleasure good-morning
And sorrow good-night.

And out through the orchards
Where mirth rules in might,
Tell pleasure good-morning
And sorrow good-night!