Alfred Noyes,
Watchers of the Sky
“ Whereby the stars are steered, and so to read The future, even perhaps the destinies Of men and nations,—only one sure way, And that's to watch them, watch them, and record The truth we know, and not the lies we dream. Dear, while I watch them, though the hills and sea Divide us, every night our eyes can meet Among those constant glories. Every night Your eyes and mine, upraised to that bright realm, Can, in one moment, speak across the world. ”
