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On a Star
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Beautiful Star that art wandering through The midnight ocean’s waves of blue! I have watched since thy first pale ray Rose on the farewell of Summer’s day,— From thy first sweet shine on the twilight hour, To thy present blaze of beauty and power! Would I could read my destiny, Lovely and glorious Star, in thee! Yet why should I wish?—I know too well What thy tablet of light would tell! What, oh! what could I read there, But the depths of Love’s despair,— Blighted feelings, like leaves that fall The first from April’s coronal,— Hopes like meteors that shine and depart— An early grave, and a broken heart!