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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538001" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Constellations, The</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">O constellations of the early night, <br>That sparkled brighter as the twilight died, <br>And made the darkness glorious! I have seen <br>Your rays grow dim upon the horizon's edge, <br>And sink behind the mountains. I have seen <br>The great Orion, with his jewelled belt, <br>That large-limbed warrior of the skies, go down <br>Into the gloom. Beside him sank a crowd <br>Of shining ones. I look in vain to find <br>The group of sister-stars, which mothers love <br>To show their wondering babes, the gentle Seven. <br>Along the desert space mine eyes in vain <br>Seek the resplendent cressets which the Twins <br>Uplifted in their ever-youthful hands. <br>The streaming tresses of the Egyptian Queen <br>Spangle the heavens no more. The Virgin trails <br>No more her glittering garments through the blue. <br>Gone! all are gone! and the forsaken Night, <br>With all her winds, in all her dreary wastes, <br>Sighs that they shine upon her face no more. <br>No only here and there a little star <br>Looks forth alone. Ah me! I know them not, <br>Those dim successors of the numberless host <br>That filled the heavenly fields, and flung to earth <br>Their guivering fires. And now the middle watch <br>Betwixt the eve and morn is past, and still <br>The darkness gains upon the sky, and still <br>It closes round my way. Shall, then, the Night, <br>Grow starless in her later hours? Have these <br>No train of flaming watchers, that shall mark <br>Their coming and farewell? O Sons of Light! <br>Have ye then left me ere the dawn of day <br>To grope along my journey sad and faint? <br>Thus I complained, and from the darkness round <br>A voice replied--was it indeed a voice, <br>Or seeming accents of a waking dream <br>Heard by the inner ear? But thus it said: <br>O Traveller of the Night! thine eyes are dim <br>With watching; and the mists, that chill the vale <br>Down which thy feet are passing, hide from view <br>The ever-burning stars. It is thy sight <br>That is so dark, and not the heaens. Thine eyes, <br>Were they but clear, would see a fiery host <br>Above thee; Hercules, with flashing mace, <br>The Lyre with silver cords, the Swan uppoised <br>On gleaming wings, the Dolphin gliding on <br>With glistening scales, and that poetic steed, <br>With beamy mane, whose hoof struck out from earth <br>The fount of Hippocrene, and many more, <br>Fair clustered splendors, with whose rays the Night <br>Shall close her march in glory, ere she yield, <br>To the young Day, the great earth steeped in dew. <br>So spake the monitor, and I perceived <br>How vain were my repinings, and my thought <br>Went backward to the vanished years and all <br>The good and great who came and passed with them, <br>And knew that ever would the years to come <br>Bring with them, in their course, the good and great, <br>Lights of the world, though, to my clouded sight, <br>Their rays might seem but dim, or reach me not.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Cullen+Bryant">William Cullen Bryant</a><div class=q>
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That sparkled brighter as the twilight died, 
And made the darkness glorious! I have seen 
Your rays grow dim upon the horizon's edge, 
And sink behind the mountains. I have seen 
The great Orion, with his jew..."></div>
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