Like the lost pleiad seen no more below.

Like the lost pleiad seen no more below.

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?

A grisly meteor on his face.

A grisly meteor on his face.

And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky.

And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky.

Surely the stars are images of love.

Surely the stars are images of love.

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?

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.

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

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