1 Star that bringest home the bee, <br />2 And sett'st the weary labourer free! <br />3 If any star shed peace, 'tis thou, <br />4 That send'st it from above, <br />5 Appearing when Heaven's breath and brow <br />6 Are sweet as hers we love. <br /> <br />7 Come to the luxuriant skies <br />8 Whilst the landscape's odours rise, <br />9 Whilst far-off lowing herds are heard, <br />10 And songs, when toil is done, <br />11 From cottages whose smoke unstirred <br />12 Curls yellow in the sun. <br /> <br />13 Star of lover's soft interviews, <br />14 Parted lovers on thee muse; <br />15 Their remembrancer in heaven <br />16 Of thrilling vows thou art, <br />17 Too delicious to be riven <br />18 By absence from the heart.<br /><br />Thomas Campbell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/song-to-the-evening-star/
