OH, SOLITARY STAR

Oh, solitary star, that with bright ray

Lookst from the bosom of envolving night,

Loveliest that none contests thy spaceful way

Now when with rivals is the sky not dight.

Vouch safe on me to keep thy tiny stare

Blinking at night as if in sleepy joy,

Or as the sleepy eyes of some young fair

Who chides their closing to her thought's warm toy.

That there are other stars I well do know

And others that may shine more bright and true;

And yet I wish them not, for one doth so

Outwit decision and attention sue.

And if from this thou can no lesson learn.

Much hast thou spurned that Goodness may not spurn