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C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.

Comet

  • Comets importing change of times and states,
  • Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky
  • And with them scourge the bad revolting stars.
  • Shakespeare.

  • Lo! from the dread immensity of space
  • Returning, with accelerated course,
  • The rushing comet to the sun descends:
  • And as he sinks below the shading earth,
  • With awful train projected o’er the heavens,
  • The guilty nations tremble.
  • Thomson.

  • Stranger of Heaven, I bid thee hail!
  • Shred from the pall of glory riven
  • That flashest in celestial gale—
  • Broad pennon of the King of Heaven
  • Whate’er portends thy front of fire
  • And streaming locks so lovely pale;
  • Or peace to man, or judgments dire
  • Stranger of Heaven, I bid thee hail.
  • Hogg.

  • Hast thou ne’er seen the comet’s flaming light?
  • Th’ illustrious stranger passing, terror sheds
  • On gazing nations, from his fiery train
  • Of length enormous, takes his ample round
  • Through depths of ether; coasts unnumber’d worlds,
  • Of more than solar glory; doubles wide
  • Heaven’s mighty cape; and then re-visits earth,
  • From the long travel of a thousand years.
  • Young.

  • Lone traveller through the fields of air,
  • What may thy presence here portend?
  • Art come to greet the planets fair,
  • As friend greets friend?
  • Whate’er thy purpose, thou dost teach
  • Some lessons to the humble soul;
  • Though far and dim thy pathway reach,
  • Yet still thy goal
  • Tends to the fountain of that light
  • From whence thy golden beams are won;
  • So should we turn, from earth’s dark night,
  • To God our sun.
  • Mrs. Hale.