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THE YOUNG ASTRONOMER.


BY MRS Il. F. THOMAS.
AY ask the deathless stars, my boy,
The secret Of their power
To chain the soul in silent awe.
At evenings lonely hour
For since the Eastern nag watched
On Chadcas midnight plain,
Full many Pagan priest and seer
Have asked them, all in vain
Far up they roll their silent course,
Witii calm and steady light,
Still looking on the deeds OF earth,
Lone watchers Of the night
They saw Assyrias rise and fall
They the might OF Rome
And these are fed yet s;ill the stars
Watch from their dea.hless home
And ages more shall pass away,
And empires come and go,
Yet still the stars shall keep their watch,
With faces with
| II tell thee child, what subtle power
Is theirs thus they roll
Ii is the voice Of God through them,
Thet whispers to lhy soul
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