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stars! so small, so bright,

So beautiful, whose ray

Has led me thro' the night—

Has lighted all my way.

thou, most fair of all,

The first—the morning star,

At whose awakening call,

I sought my love afar.

moon, in clouds bedight,

So distantly above,

Thou bringest to my sight

My pure and distant love.