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Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). A Victorian Anthology, 1837–1895. 1895.

Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts 1860–1943

The Night Sky


O DEEP of Heaven, ’t is thou alone art boundless,

’T is thou alone our balance shall not weigh,

’T is thou alone our fathom-line finds soundless,—

Whose infinite our finite must obey!

Through thy blue realms and down thy starry reaches

Thought voyages forth beyond thy furthest fire,

And homing from no sighted shoreline, teaches

Thee measureless as is the soul’s desire.

O deep of Heaven! No beam of Pleiad ranging

Eternity may bridge thy gulf of spheres!

The ceaseless hum that fills thy sleep unchanging

Is rain of the innumerable years.

Our worlds, our suns, our ages,—these but stream

Through thine abiding like a dateless dream.