Samuel Kettell, ed. Specimens of American Poetry. 1829.
By To the North StarWilliam B. Tappan (17941849)
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Pursu’st in yon expanse of blue,
Thy gem-like form and steady ray
Attract the heedless peasant’s view,
And his, whose thoughts to unknown regions stray.
Benighted, sad, and doom’d to roam,
Beholds with joy thy aspect mild,
That tells of happiness and home,
And guides him onward ’mid the trackless wild.
When ocean sleeps in peaceful calm;
While o’er its breast thy gentle gleam
Plays wanton, and with sacred charm
Lulls the wrapt soul in fancy’s pleasing dream.
When all around is hush’d to rest,
My thoughts ascend, and pensive glide
To distant climes and regions blest,
Where wo-worn care and grief would gladly hide.
That those who once were here beloved,
To friendship and affection dear,
Now from this fleeting scene removed,
Repose, bright Star, in thy ethereal sphere.