Stars Wheel in Purple

　　by H. D.

　　 Stars wheel in purple， yours is not so rare

　　 as Hesperus， nor yet so great a star

　　 as bright Aldeboran or Sirius，

　　 nor yet the stained and brilliant one of War；

　　 stars turn in purple， glorious to the sight；

　　 yours is not gracious as the Pleiads are

　　 nor as Orion's sapphires， luminous；

　　 yet disenchanted， cold， imperious face，

　　 when all the others blighted， reel and fall，

　　 your star， steel-set， keeps lone and frigid tryst