MY STAR - Richard Harris Barham Poems

 
 

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MY STAR
All that I know
      Of a certain star
Is, it can throw
      (Like the angled spar)
Now a dart of red,
      Now a dart of blue;
Till my friends have said
      They would fain see, too,
My star that dartles the red and the blue!
Then it stops like a bird; like a flower hangs furled:
      They must solace themselves with the Saturn above it.
What matter to me if their star is a world?
      Mine has opened its soul to me, therefore I love it.

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