SHINE, ye stars of heaven, On a world of pain! See old Time destroying All our hoarded gain; All our sweetest flowers, Every stately shrine, All our hard-earned glory, Every dream divine! Shine, ye stars of heaven, On the rolling years! See how Time, consoling, Dries the saddest tears, Bids the darkest storm-clouds Pass in gentle rain, While upspring in glory Flowers and dreams again! Shine, ye stars of heaven, On a world of fear! See how Time, avenging, Bringeth judgment here: Weaving ill-won honors To a fiery crown; Bidding hard hearts perish; Casting proud hearts down. Shine, ye stars of heaven, On the hours' slow flight! See how Time, rewarding, Gilds good deeds with light; Pays with kingly measure; Brings earth's dearest prize; Or, crowned with rays diviner, Bids the end arise! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CRUISE OF THE MONITOR [MARCH 9, 1862] by GEORGE M. BAKER AN EPITAPH UPON HUSBAND AND WIFE WHO DIED AND WERE BURIED by RICHARD CRASHAW WHEN MALINDY SINGS by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 44 by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: THE HILL by EDGAR LEE MASTERS A LETTER FROM A GIRL TO HER OWN OLD AGE by ALICE MEYNELL THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 15 by OMAR KHAYYAM |