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AB ASTRIS by ANNE CHARLOTTE LYNCH BOTTA

First Line: I SAW THE STARS SWEPT THROUGH ETHEREAL SPACE
Last Line: THIS RHYTHMIC MARCH LED ON BY POWER DIVINE.
Subject(s): STARS;

I saw the stars swept through ethereal space—
Stars, suns, and systems in infinity,—
Our earth an atom in the shoreless sea,
Where each had its appointed path and place:
And I was lost in my own nothingness.
But then I said, Dost thou not know that He
Who guides these orbs through trackless space, guides thee?
No longer grovelling thus, thyself abase;
For in this vast, harmonious, perfect whole,
In infinite progression moving on,
Thou hast thy place, immortal human soul—
Thy place and part, not less than star and sun;
Then with this grand procession fall in line,
This rhythmic march led on by power divine.



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