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.
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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.
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.]
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.
We have also a more sure word of prophecy; whereunto ye do well
that ye take heed, as unto read more
We have also a more sure word of prophecy; whereunto ye do well
that ye take heed, as unto a light that shineth in a dark place,
until the day dawn, and the day star arise in your hearts:
Knowing this first, that no prophecy of the scripture is of any
private interpretation.
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.
Like the lost pleiad seen no more below.
Like the lost pleiad seen no more below.
Whilst twilight's curtain spreading far
Was pinned with a single star.
Whilst twilight's curtain spreading far
Was pinned with a single star.
This hairy meteor did announce
The fall of sceptres and of crowns.
This hairy meteor did announce
The fall of sceptres and of crowns.
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.
