“The stately heavens which glory doth array, are mirrors of God's admirable might; there, whence forth spreads the night, forth springs the day. He fix'd the fountains of this temporal light, where stately stars enstall'd, some stand, some stray, all sparks of his great power (though small) yet bright. By what none utter can, no, not conceive. All of his greatness, shadows may perceive.” MayLightMightNightHeavenStarsGreatnessSpringGloryShadowMirrorsSpreadPerceiveSparksFountainAdmirableGreat Power Author:William Alexander, 1st Earl of Stirling
“I, too, await The hour of thy great wind of love and hate. When shall the stars be blown about the sky, Like the sparks blown out of a smithy, and die?” HateDiesStarsHoursSkyWindSparksLove And Hate Book:Early Poems Source: Early Poems