“And thou wert lovely to the last,
Extinguish'd, not decay'd;
As stars that shoot along the sky
Shine brightest as they fall from high.”
And Thou Art Dead as Young and Fair (1812).
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English poet and a leading figure in the Romantic movement 1788–1824Related quotes
Philip Plait (1964) astronomer, skeptic
Source: Death from the Skies! (2008), p. 75-76
Source: Death from the Skies!: These Are the Ways the World Will End...
“More stars fall from the loosened sky.”
Pluraque laxato ceciderunt sidera caelo.
Source: Thebaid, Book X, Line 145
VIII. 551–555 (tr. Robert Fagles).
Alexander Pope's translation:
: As when the moon, refulgent lamp of night,
O'er heaven's clear azure spreads her sacred light,
When not a breath disturbs the deep serene,
And not a cloud o'ercasts the solemn scene;
Around her throne the vivid planets roll,
And stars unnumbered gild the glowing pole,
O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed,
And tip with silver every mountain's head;
Then shine the vales, the rocks in prospect rise,
A flood of glory bursts from all the skies.
Iliad (c. 750 BC)
“Alas for love, if thou wert all,
And naught beyond, O Earth!”
Felicia Hemans (1793–1835) English poet
The Graves of a Household, st. 8.
“The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space.”
George Gordon Byron (1788–1824) English poet and a leading figure in the Romantic movement
William Wordsworth (1770–1850) English Romantic poet
She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways, st. ? (1799).
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)
“Star of resplendent front! Thy glorious eye
Shines on me still from out yon clouded sky.”
Sarah Helen Whitman (1803–1878) United States poet
Arcturus (To Edgar Allan Poe).
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)
“Fair, cold, and faithless wert thou, my own!
For that I love
Thy heart of stone!”
Voltairine de Cleyre (1866–1912) American anarchist writer and feminist
"The Dirge of the Sea" (April 1891)
Context: Years! Years, ye shall mix with me!
Ye shall grow a part
Of the laughing Sea;
Of the moaning heart
Of the glittered wave
Of the sun-gleam's dart
In the ocean-grave. Fair, cold, and faithless wert thou, my own!
For that I love
Thy heart of stone!
From the heights above
To the depths below,
Where dread things move, There is naught can show
A life so trustless! Proud be thy crown!
Ruthless, like none, save the Sea, alone!