Poems (Eliza Gabriella Lewis)/Philosophy of the Stars
PHILOSOPHY OF THE STARS.
The Heavens are calm and the night serene,
Look out, fair girl, 'tis a fairy scene,
And mark how the moon, with that star so fair,
Still wend their way through the fields of air.
Look out, fair girl, 'tis a fairy scene,
And mark how the moon, with that star so fair,
Still wend their way through the fields of air.
And ever 'tis thus, when the skies above.
Are lit with the moon's pale light of love;
Still pressed to her side with a jealous care,
Like a favorite lover, that star is there.
Are lit with the moon's pale light of love;
Still pressed to her side with a jealous care,
Like a favorite lover, that star is there.
Yes, gaze! 'tis the star of my natal hour,
And, born 'neath its trembling ray,
Was the spirit of bliss, who on earth hath power,
And in Heaven an holier sway.
And, born 'neath its trembling ray,
Was the spirit of bliss, who on earth hath power,
And in Heaven an holier sway.
Then think of them, love, as a glorious boon,
As a type of that spirit given,
And gaze on that star and the calmer moon
As an emblem of Hope and Heaven.
As a type of that spirit given,
And gaze on that star and the calmer moon
As an emblem of Hope and Heaven.