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The Jolly Company

The stars, a jolly company,
   I envied, straying late and lonely;
  And cried upon their revelry:
   “O white companionship!  You only
  In love, in faith unbroken dwell,
  Friends radiant and inseparable!”
 
  Light-heart and glad they seemed to me
   And merry comrades (EVEN SO
  GOD OUT OF HEAVEN MAY LAUGH TO SEE
   THE HAPPY CROWDS; AND NEVER KNOW
  THAT IN HIS LONE OBSCURE DISTRESS
  EACH WALKETH IN A WILDERNESS).
 
  But I, remembering, pitied well
   And loved them, who, with lonely light,
  In empty infinite spaces dwell,
   Disconsolate.  For, all the night,
  I heard the thin gnat-voices cry,
  Star to faint star, across the sky.
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