Shine,ye stars of heaven,On a world of pain!
See old Time destroying All our hoarded gain;All our sweetest flowers,Every stately shrine,All our hard-earned glory,Every dream divine!
Shine,ye stars of heaven,On the rolling years!
See how Time,consoling,Dries the saddest tears,Bids the darkest storm-clouds Pass in gentle rain;While upspring in glory,Flowers and dreams again!
Shine,ye stars of heaven,On a world of fear!
See how Time,avenging,Bringeth judgment here;Weaving ill-won honours To a fiery crown;
Bidding hard hearts perish;
Casting proud hearts down.
Shine,ye stars of heaven,On the hours'slow flight!
See how Time,rewarding,Gilds good deeds with light;Pays with kingly measure;
Brings earth's dearest prize;
Or,crowned with rays diviner,Bids the end arise!
