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STANZAS ADDRESSED TO THE MORNING STAR. 

 By the Author of" The World." 



" Postera Phoebea lustrabat lampade terras, 



" Humentemque Aurora polo dimoverat umbram." 



Virgilii Maronis, Lib fir iv. 



MESSENGER supreme, of Phoebus, 



Whither hath Aurora fled ? 



Whence earnest thou, Phcebean, to us 



From the living or the dead ? 

 I saw thee rise out of troubled waters 

 And kiss away Night's starry daughters. 



Did'st thou come- from heaven, supernal, 



Where the flame of love divine 



Erst was dimmed by one infernal 



Spirit neither thine nor mine ? 

 I saw thee, Phosphor ! with my naked eye 

 Re-ascend the bright ethereal sky. 



Whence earnest thou ? methinks I know : 



Thou wast asleep on Ocean's coral bed, 



Under the sea-born billows : whence I saw 



Thee spring by laws immortal led ! 

 And when the " drowsy world " thou didst unfold 

 Uprose the burning Day-god, with his crown of gold. 



I looked for thee, once more with glee : 

 Above thou wert not to be found ; 

 Methought, I traced thee, dancing on the sea, 

 With magic step, and rain-bow grace, profound. 



Athwart the canopy of blue-laid heaven 



The vital sun his impulse then had given. 



Again I sought but found thee not 



On high ; thy lesser lamp, unseen 



Was in eclipse : so cast thy lot ; 



Thus " human stars " have been 



Shut out by MIMIC SUNS, from day-light Fame's abode ; 

 Whose god-fired-breasts, else some brilliant zone had trode. 



'Tis enough surviving day-star ! 



Allied thou art to glory : 



And thou dost " charm " the spheres, afar, 



With Orion's blessed story : 

 The silent stars acknowledge thee their lord ; 

 As doth Horus * Jehovah's " unextinyuished word" 



One of the titles of the Sun. 





