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 spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled heavens, a shining frame,
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The spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled heavens, a shining frame,
Their great Original proclaim.
Forever singing, as they shine,
The hand that made us is divine.

Surely the stars are images of love.

Surely the stars are images of love.

No one sees what is before his feet: we all gaze at the stars.
[Lat., Quod est ante pedes read more

No one sees what is before his feet: we all gaze at the stars.
[Lat., Quod est ante pedes nemo spectat: coeli scrutantur
plagas.]

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.

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?

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.

Like the lost pleiad seen no more below.

Like the lost pleiad seen no more below.

When stars are in the quiet skies,
Then most I pine for thee;
Bend on me then read more

When stars are in the quiet skies,
Then most I pine for thee;
Bend on me then thy tender eyes,
As stars look on the sea.