“With thy long levell'd rule of streaming light.”

“Hither, as to their fountain, other stars Repairing, in their golden urns draw light.”

“From Helicon's harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take.”

“With battlements that on their restless fronts Bore stars.”

“When one that holds communion with the skies Has fill'd his urn where these pure waters rise, And…”

“And o'er them the lighthouse looked lovely as hope,-- That star of life's tremulous ocean.”