Song: to a Star

Sweet blest-born star—for ever winging In the chambers of the sky, Oh! let me join thee—always singing Some enchanting melody.

Yes! envied beauty, ever busy Frisking joys about the air, Oh! let me come ere I go crazy— Looking, wondering what ye are.

Or if thou wilt not, pray—have pity, Carol loud enough that we, Improving love, may hear thy ditty Sung in matchless harmony.