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The lights from the parlor and kitchen shone out / Through the blinds and the windows and bars; / And high over head and all moving about, / There were thousands of millions of stars.
There ne'er were such thousands of leaves on a tree, / Nor of people in church or the Park, / As the crowds of the stars that looked down upon me, / And that glittered and winked in the dark.
The Dog, and the Plough, and the Hunter and all, / And the star of the sailor, and Mars, / These shone in the sky, and the pail by the wall / Would be half full of water and stars.
They saw me at last, and they chased me with cries, / And they soon had me packed into bed; / But the glory kept shining and bright in my eyes, / And the stars going round in my head.