The Starlight Night

Look at the stars! look, look up at the skies!  O look at all the fire-folk sitting in the air!  The bright boroughs, the circle-citadels there!

Down in dim woods the diamond delves! the elves'-eyes!

The grey lawns cold where gold, where quickgold lies!  Wind-beat whitebeam! airy abeles set on a flare!  Flake-doves sent floating forth at a farmyard scare! — Ah well! it is all a purchase, all is a prize.

Buy then! bid then! — What? — Prayer, patience, alms, vows.  Look, look: a May-mess, like on orchard boughs!

Look!

March-bloom, like on mealed-with-yellow sallows!  These are indeed the barn; withindoors house  The shocks.

This piece-bright paling shuts the spouse Christ home,

Christ and his mother and all his hallows.