by Henry Vaughan (1622 - 1695)

O let no star compare with thee
Language: English 
Some kinde1 herbs here, though low and far,
Watch for and know their loving star,
O let no star compare with thee,
Nor any herb out-duty me.
So shall my nights and mornings be
Thy time to shine and mine to see.

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