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98 Of this poor worn-out body! Now my soul Seeks those immortals, who have passed away From earth to yonder infinite star-worlds: World within world, sun, planet, comet, moon, All in their order and their own degree, One crimson, and one golden, and one green, Harmonious hearing a low voice of Love! Star of the Nile! resplendent Sirius! Whom here men name "Drawer of all the Night!" Planet of Love! Ntanda,$19$ fair firstborn Of evening, tremulous dew in a sweet rose! (She is so large, and clear, she sheds a shadow:) Aldebaran, Orion, Fomalhaut, Altair, Canopus, and the Southern Cross!

Now fades yon pyramid of nebulous light Zodiacal, that, paling as it soars, Tinges mild splendour of the Milky Way A delicate orange; but Magellan's clouds Revolve around our starless Southern Pole.