“Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee,
The shooting stars attend thee;
And the elves also,
Whose little eyes glow
Like the sparks of fire, befriend thee.”

—  Robert Herrick , book Hesperides

"The Night Piece to Julia".
Hesperides (1648)

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17th-century English poet and cleric 1591–1674

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