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Bright Sirius! that when Orion pales

To dotlings under moonlight still art keen

With cheerful fervour of a warrior’s mien

Who holds in his great heart the battle-scales:

Unquenched of flame though swift the flood assails,

Reducing many lustrous to the lean:

Be thou my star, and thou in me be seen

To show what source divine is, and prevails.

Long watches through, at one with godly night,

I mark thee planting joy in constant fire;

And thy quick beams, whose jets of life inspire

Life to the spirit, passion for the light,

Dark Earth since first she lost her lord from sight

Has viewed and felt them sweep her as a lyre.