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The stars around the fair moon
Against the night,
When gazing full she fills the
And spreads the seas with silvery light

Most merciful
Look kindly
An impudent
Who wants sitting on

Unhappy about some far off
That are not my affair,
Along the coast and up the lean ridges,
I saw in the

Alone in the
On a dark
With pines around
Spicy and still,

The stars are with the voyager Wherever he may sail;
The moon is constant to her time;
The sun will never fail;
But follow, follow round the world,

How countlessly they congregateO'er our tumultuous snow,
Which flows in shapes as tall as
When wintry winds do blow
—As if with keenness for our fate,

The heroic stars spending themselves,
Coining their very flesh into bullets for the lost battle,
They must burn out at length like used candles;
And Mother Night will weep in her triumph, taking home her heroes

Stars, that on your wondrous
Travel through the evening sky,
Is there nothing you can
To such a little child as I

To Charles A
Young,
Astronomer"Two things," the wise man said, "fill me with awe:
The starry heavens and the moral law

SE are the floating berries of the night, They drop their harvest in dark alleys down, Softly far down on groves of Venus, or on a little town Forgotten at the world's edge—and O, their light Unlocks all closed things, eyes and mouths, and drifts ...

Gather the stars if you wish it so
Gather the songs and keep them
Gather the faces of women
Gather for keeping years and years

As in a porch of stars we stand; the night Throbs through us,
O Love, with its worlds of light,
And mingles us in glory of one breath,
One infinite ignorance of Time and Death