Love's Astrology
I know not if they erred
Who thought to see
The tale of all the times to be,
Star-character'd;
I know not, neither care,
If fools or knaves they were.
But this I know: last night
On me there shone
Two stars
that made all stars look wan
And shamèd quite,
Wherefrom the soul of me
Divined her destiny.
poem by William Watson
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