Sunday, March 4, 2012

Stardust in Her Hair, the World Falls to Her Feet

I love the stars. I mean, i HATE the dark, but the stars are a very different matter (hehe, get it? 'Matter'? Anyone?). Turns out, I'm not the only one. People have been expressing their love of stars way before me, in the form of poems, studying of astronomy, novels, etc. So i thought i would share with you some of my favorite poems and quotes about the stars!!

Reach me down my Tycho Brahe, I would know him when we meet,
When I share my later science, sitting humbly at his feet;
He may know the law of all things, yet be ignorant of how
We are working to completion, working on from then to now.

Pray remember that I leave you all my theory complete,
Lacking only certain data for your adding, as is meet,
And remember men will scorn it, 'tis original and true,
And the obloquy of newness may fall bitterly on you.

But, my pupil, as my pupil you have learned the worth of scorn,
You have laughed with me at pity, we have joyed to be forlorn,
What for us are all distractions of men's fellowship and smiles;
What for us the Goddess Pleasure with her meretricious smiles!

You may tell that German College that their honor comes too late,
But they must not waste repentance on the grizzly savant's fate.
Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light;
I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night. ~
Sarah Williams, "the Old Astronomer to His Pupil".

   ". . . And when I shall die, cut him up into little stars, and he shall make the face of heaven so fine that everyone will fall in love with the night and pay no worship to the garish sun." ~ Juliet Capulet, "Romeo and Juliet".

  "The stars are suspended on strings that are pulled up by the sun, and let free by night's captivating void." ~ Babylonian Mythology.


"What are stars? The stars are craftly-cut holes in the otherwide flawless black velvet drapes. Or perhaps they are simply frozen fireworks, paused forever in brilliance, so far, far above. Or maybe, just maybe, they are beautiful ladies in a constantly still masquerade, observing the play enfolding below them. But that begs the bigger question: If when you stare at the stars, do the beautiful stars gaze back?" ~ Unknown.


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