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Poem by Francis Thompson
A Dead Astronomer
(Father Perry, S.J.) Starry amorist, starward gone, Thou art--what thou didst gaze upon! Passed through thy golden garden's bars, Thou seest the Gardener of the Stars. She, about whose moon-ed brows Seven stars make seven glows, Seven lights for seven woes; She, like thine own Galaxy, All lustres in one purity:- What said'st thou, Astronomer, When thou did'st discover HER? When thy hand its tube let fall, Thou found'st the fairest Star of all!
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