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Jupiter and Venus
High in the twilight silver of the west,
When still the zenith trembled into green,
Two gleaming planetary lamps were seen
Hung white above Helvellyn's ebon crest;
The wide-eyed Hunter stayed him on his quest,
Belted Orion on his sword did lean
Wond'ring, while she of all men's hearts the queen
Went down the slopes of evening to her rest.
When still the zenith trembled into green,
Two gleaming planetary lamps were seen
Hung white above Helvellyn's ebon crest;
The wide-eyed Hunter stayed him on his quest,
Belted Orion on his sword did lean
Wond'ring, while she of all men's hearts the queen
Went down the slopes of evening to her rest.
Then did I note how great seven-moonèd Jove—
The God of power—was captive to her chain;
How all the host of Heaven in starry drove
Moved with her to the mountains and the main;
I cried, ‘Wheel nearer Earth, thou world of Love!
And take our darkened planet in thy train!’
The God of power—was captive to her chain;
How all the host of Heaven in starry drove
Moved with her to the mountains and the main;
I cried, ‘Wheel nearer Earth, thou world of Love!
And take our darkened planet in thy train!’
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