O western orb sailing the heaven,
Now I know what you must have meant as a month since I walk'd,
As I walk'd in silence the transparent shadowy night,
As I saw you had something to tell as you bent to me night after night,
As you droop'd from the sky low down as if to my side, (while the other stars all look'd on,)
As we wander'd together [the solemn night, (for something I know not what kept me from sleep,)
As the night advanced, and]1 I saw [on the rim of the west]1 how full you were of woe,
As I stood [on the rising ground in the breeze]1 in the cool transparent night,
As I watch'd where you pass'd [and was lost in the netherward black of the night,]1
As my soul in its trouble [dissatisfied]1 sank, [as where you sad orb,
Concluded, dropt in the night, and was gone.]1