Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong.

What is pride? A rocket that emulates the stars.

What is pride? A rocket that emulates the stars

Thou best philosopher, who yet dost keep/ Thy heritage, thou eye among the blind.

Continuous as the stars that shine/ And twinkle on the milky way.

The primal duties shine aloft, like stars;The charities that soothe, and heal, and blessAre scattered at the feet of Man, like flowers.