Since thou readest in her what thou
thyself hast there written,
And, to gladden the eye, placest her wonders in
groups;-
Since oer her boundless expanses thy cords
to extend thou art able,
Thou dost think that thy mind wonderful Nature
can grasp.
Thus the astronomer draws his figures over the
heavens,
So that he may with more ease traverse the infinite
space,
Knitting together een suns that by Sirius-distance
are parted,
Making them join in the swan and in the horns
of the bull.
But because the firmament shows him its glorious
surface,
Can he the spheres mystic dance therefore
decipher aright?
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