Four stories tall, loud as a locomotive, and with at least as many moving parts, The Boston Globe’s printing presses on Morrissey Boulevard will come to a stop next month.

Since 1958 they’ve kept a tight schedule, pressing ink onto newsprint and churning out daily papers into the wee hours, long after New England has drifted off to sleep.

The seasoned hands who play this finely tuned instrument have done so for decades; some families for generations — skin flecked with ink, senses attuned to the pulse of the machine as it turns out tomorrow’s front pages. Soon this nocturnal symphony will end, at least in Dorchester, as the Globe moves all of its printing to a new facility in Taunton.