O how loud It calls devotion! genuine growth of night! Devotion! daughter of Astronomy! As undevout Astronomer is mad.

It's like having astronomy without knowing where the stars are.

Astronomy compels the soul to look upwards and leads us from this world to another

We are probably nearing the limit of all we can know about astronomy.

There's some ill planet reigns. I must be patient till the heavens look With an aspect more favorable.

When thou cam'st first, Thou strok'st me and made much of me; wouldst give me Water with berries in't; and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night; and then I loved thee And showed thee all the qualities o' th' isle, The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren place and fertile.