Stars

Look up to the sky alight -

Starry night!

Darkness never ending, ebon pierced by twinkling bright!

How they sparkle, sparkle, sparkle,

Ever shifting out of view!

While the night becomes eternal

Through dark and loathsome miracle,

The lost sun cannot renew;

Stars are blind, blind, blind,

To the horrors that we find,

Their silent scintillation cloaks a forgotten world affright

With the night, night, night, night

Night, night, night

Oh, a world adrift forever in its blight.

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Stanza I of Poe's "The Bells" for comparison (thank you, public domain):

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Hear the sledges with the bells—

Silver bells!

What a world of merriment their melody foretells!

How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle,

In the icy air of night!

While the stars that oversprinkle

All the heavens, seem to twinkle

With a crystalline delight;

Keeping time, time, time,

In a sort of Runic rhyme,

To the tintinabulation that so musically wells

From the bells, bells, bells, bells,

Bells, bells, bells—

From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.