When weary day does shed its light, I rest my head and dream, I ride the great dark bird of night, so tranquil and serene. Then I can touch the moon afar, which smiles up in the sky, and steal a twinkle from each star, as we go winging by. We'll fly the night to dawning light, and wait 'til dark has ceased, to marvel at the wondrous sight, of sunrise in the east. So slumber on, my little one, float soft as thistledown, and wake to see when night is done, fair morning's golden gown.
by Brian Jacques
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The passage reflects a soothing and magical nighttime experience, where the speaker, tired from the day, finds peace in dreams. They envision flying with a majestic dark bird, feeling a sense of tranquility as they touch the moon and collect twinkling stars during their celestial journey. This imagery evokes a serene escape from reality.

As they travel through the night, the anticipation builds for the dawn. The speaker encourages a little one to rest, promising that they will awaken to the beauty of morning light and the warmth of a new day. This gentle reminder emphasizes the cycle of day and night, celebrating the wonder of nature and the enchanting transition from dusk to dawn.

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