“What though no real voice nor sound
Amid their radiant orbs be found;
In reason's ear they all rejoice,
And utter forth a glorious voice,
Forever singing as they shine,
"The Hand that made us divine."”

—  Joseph Addison

No. 465, Ode (23 August 1712).
The Spectator (1711–1714)

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