The infinite shining heavens

Rose, and I saw in the night

Uncountable angel stars

Showering sorrow and light.


I saw them distant as heaven,

Dumb and shining and dead,

And the idle stars of the night

Were dearer to me than bread.


Night after night in my sorrow

The stars looked over the sea,

Till lo! I looked in the dusk

And a star had come down to me.


Robert Louis Stevenson