TWO STARS.
Look! love, into the sky, and say,
When I am gone beyond the sea,
What stars of all the many stars
Shall shine for you and me.
When I am gone beyond the sea,
What stars of all the many stars
Shall shine for you and me.
See! there above, in Charles's Wain,
Those two, that close together shine,
One bright and large—that shall be yours—
The little faint one, mine.
Those two, that close together shine,
One bright and large—that shall be yours—
The little faint one, mine.
The little one, that has no praise
From all who look—the satellite—
I know not if it have a name,
It shrinks so out of sight.
From all who look—the satellite—
I know not if it have a name,
It shrinks so out of sight.
