Poem by William Watson

Love's Astrology

I know not if they erred
   Who thought to see
The tale of all the times to be,
   Star-character'd;
 I know not, neither care,
 If fools or knaves they were.

 But this I know: last night
   On me there shone
Two stars that made all stars look wan
   And shamèd quite,
 Wherefrom the soul of me
 Divined her destiny.

1. Well He Slumbers, Greatly Slain
2. To a Friend
3. And These - Are These Indeed the End
4. The Russ at Kara
5. History

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