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.

The stars,
Which stand as thick as dewdrops on the fields
Of heaven.

The stars,
Which stand as thick as dewdrops on the fields
Of heaven.

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.

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?

What are ye orbs?
The words of God? the Scriptures of the skies?

What are ye orbs?
The words of God? the Scriptures of the skies?

Canst thou bind, the sweet influences of Pleiades, or loose the
bands of Orion?

Canst thou bind, the sweet influences of Pleiades, or loose the
bands of Orion?

While twilight's curtain gathering far,
Is pinned with a single diamond star.

While twilight's curtain gathering far,
Is pinned with a single diamond star.

Now twilight lets her curtain down
And pins it with a star.

Now twilight lets her curtain down
And pins it with a star.

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.