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.

When stars are in the quiet skies,
Then most I pine for thee;
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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.

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?

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.

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

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

Surely the stars are images of love.

Surely the stars are images of love.

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.