Beauty was that <br />Far vanished flame, <br />Call it a star <br />Wanting better name. <br /> <br />And gaze and gaze <br />Vaguely until <br />Nothing is left <br />Save a grey ghost-hill. <br /> <br />Here wait I <br />On the world's rim <br />Stretching out hands <br />To Seraphim.<br /><br />Patrick Kavanagh<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-star-13/
