The Book of Scottish Song/Song of the Stars
Song of the Stars.
[This song, which is here for the first time printed, was written to an air, composed by B. Bluhme, a German musical amateur, and named "Doctor N."]
Let sages tell of orbs so fair,
Of suns, and moons, and stars;
And praise the planets ev'ry one—
Earth, Venus, Vesta, Mars;—
I'll sing of orbs more beauteous far
Than e'er by sage were seen,
Though search'd be all the whirling worlds
That deck the vault serene;—
I'll sing the stars on earth that dwell,
And beam with living love;
Fair woman's eyes, whose lustre pales
All stars of heav'n above.
The stars of earth are beauteous gems,
Of many a varied hue;
But dearest of them all to me
Are eyes of bonnie blue.
Blue are the mountains of our land,
And blue her lakes so clear,
Her glens are blue, but bluer far
The eyes of Sally dear.
Of stellar orbs let sages watch
The flight through boundless skies;
I'd rather watch the live long night,
The beams of Sally's eyes.
Then sing! then sing! my Sally's eyes!
Which beam with living love,
Whose lustre pales all starry gems
That spangle heav'n above.