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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?
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.
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?
Where Andes, giant of the western star,
With meteor standard to the winds unfurl'd.
Where Andes, giant of the western star,
With meteor standard to the winds unfurl'd.
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.
Like the lost pleiad seen no more below.
Like the lost pleiad seen no more below.
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.
Surely the stars are images of love.
Surely the stars are images of love.
