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‘THE STARS OF YON BLUE PLACID SKY’
“—supereminet omnes.”
Virgil.
The stars of yon blue placid sky
In vivid thousands burn,
And beaming from their orbs on high,
On radiant axles turn:
The eye with wonder gazes there,
And could but gaze on sight so fair.
In vivid thousands burn,
And beaming from their orbs on high,
On radiant axles turn:
The eye with wonder gazes there,
And could but gaze on sight so fair.
But should a comet, brighter still,
His blazing train unfold
Among the many lights that fill
The sapphirine with gold;
More wonder then would one bestow,
Than millions of a meaner glow.
His blazing train unfold
Among the many lights that fill
The sapphirine with gold;
More wonder then would one bestow,
Than millions of a meaner glow.
E'en so, sweet maid! thy beauties shine
With light so peerless and divine,
That others, who have charm'd before,
When match'd with thee, attract no more.
With light so peerless and divine,
That others, who have charm'd before,
When match'd with thee, attract no more.
C. T.
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