Emily Pauline Johnson (Tekahionwake)

Here you will find the Poem Finale of poet Emily Pauline Johnson (Tekahionwake)


The cedar trees have sung their vesper hymn, 
And now the music sleeps-- 
Its benediction falling where the dim 
Dusk of the forest creeps. 
Mute grows the great concerto--and the light 
Of day is darkening, Good-night, Good-night. 
But through the night time I shall hear within 
The murmur of these trees, 
The calling of your distant violin 
Sobbing across the seas, 
And waking wind, and star-reflected light 
Shall voice my answering. Good-night, Good-night.