Lines For Music (III)

Good night! from music's softest spell
  Go to thy dreams: and in thy slumbers,
  Fairies, with magic harp and shell,
  Sing o'er to thee thy own sweet numbers.
  Good night! from hope's intense desire
  Go to thy dreams: and may to-morrow,
  Love, with the sun returning, fire
  These evening mists of doubt and sorrow.
  Good night! from hours of weary waking
  I'll to my dreams: still in my sleep
  To feel the spirit's restless aching,
  And even with eyelids closed, to weep.