Poems (Hooper)/The Stars
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THE STARS.
Sind die Sterne fromme Lammer.
Are the stars the lambs of heaven
That, when fades the day on high,
Night, the shepherdess, doth lead
To the blue fields of the sky?
That, when fades the day on high,
Night, the shepherdess, doth lead
To the blue fields of the sky?
Are they lilies, silver lilies,
That, from out their cups of light,
Pour the fragrant waves of slumber
On the weary earth all night?
That, from out their cups of light,
Pour the fragrant waves of slumber
On the weary earth all night?
Are they lighted tapers, shining
On the holy altar high,
When the deep and solemn darkness
Fills the wide dome of the sky?
On the holy altar high,
When the deep and solemn darkness
Fills the wide dome of the sky?
No! they are the silver letters
In which loving angels write,
On the azure page of heaven,
Countless songs in lines of light.
Geibel.
In which loving angels write,
On the azure page of heaven,
Countless songs in lines of light.
Geibel.