Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume I/Mars

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MARS

IN the blue, cloudless heaven
A single star,
Lone torch and lamp of even,
Burning afar;


Not with the radiance tender
Of other stars,
But with insistent splendor,—
Celestial Mars!


Above the summits hoary
Of ancient hills,
It yet pours out a glory
On lakes and rills,


As when Selene passes
Across the night
And her fair image glasses,
Leaving its light.


Strange planet! Thou dost awe me,
As by a spell;
Thou dost uplift and draw me
Where thou dost dwell!


Thy mysteries to capture
Let others guess;
Mine—mine to feel with rapture
Thy beauteousness.