The looked up from the illimitable desert and called 

 Pleiad- this dim cluster, this incalculable congregation 

 'of majesty and splendour, Al Nqjm, 'the Con- 

 stellation . . . * the Constellation ' : since the 

 first wandering Bedouins halted in the moonlit 

 Sahara to bow before Al Wasat, the Central 

 One : since the poets of the Zend-Avesta hailed 

 the overlordship of the Holy Seven 1 And 

 still they rise, and set, changeless, mysterious. 

 Still the old wonder, the old reverence lives 

 . . . for not long ago I heard a tale told 

 by a Gaelic story-teller who spoke of the 

 Pleiades as the Seven Friends of Christ, and 

 named them newly as Love, Purity, Courage, 

 Tenderness, Faith, Joy, and Peace. 



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