The number is certainly the cause. The apparent disorder
augments the grandeur, for the appearance of care is highly read more

The number is certainly the cause. The apparent disorder
augments the grandeur, for the appearance of care is highly
contrary to our ideas of magnificence. Besides, the stars lie in
such apparent confusion, as makes it impossible on ordinary
occasion to reckon them. This gives them the advantage of a sort
of infinity.

The sad and solemn night
Hath yet her multitude of cheerful fires;
The glorious host of light
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The sad and solemn night
Hath yet her multitude of cheerful fires;
The glorious host of light
Walk the dark hemisphere till she retires;
All through her silent watches, gliding slow,
Her constellations come, and climb the heavens, and go.

And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky.

And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky.

Whilst twilight's curtain spreading far
Was pinned with a single star.

Whilst twilight's curtain spreading far
Was pinned with a single star.

Hast thou a charm to stay the morning-star
In his steep course?

Hast thou a charm to stay the morning-star
In his steep course?

Canst thou bring forth Mazzaroth in his season? or canst thou
guide Arcturus with his sons?

Canst thou bring forth Mazzaroth in his season? or canst thou
guide Arcturus with his sons?

In yonder pensile orb, and every sphere
That gems the starry girdle of the year.

In yonder pensile orb, and every sphere
That gems the starry girdle of the year.

Or soar aloft to be the spangled skies
And gaze upon her with a thousand eyes.

Or soar aloft to be the spangled skies
And gaze upon her with a thousand eyes.

Cry out upon the stars for doing
Ill offices, to cross their wooing.

Cry out upon the stars for doing
Ill offices, to cross their wooing.