O DRAW some divination from the stars

To shape anew the wryness and misgrowth

Of worlds where light is scathed or ill-fare mars

The heart by dimness and the deed by sloth.

To gaze and gaze upon the fire-strewn sky

Until the hush" of heaven loom within,

Where the un shadowed splendours fill the eye

And world-renewing harmonies begin.

You stars who span with strength long leagues of space,

Blessed beyond the confines of our thought,

Surely you guard the palace sages sought,

Gold-shining sentries of Truth's dwelling-place.

Emptied of shadow, we would be as you,—

Gold untarnished,—girt vigil of the True.