Browning's Shorter Poems: My Star

My Star

All that I know
  Of a certain star
Is, it can throw
  (Like the angled spar�)                                                     4
Now a dart of red,
  Now a dart of blue;
Till my friends have said
  They would fain see, too,
My star that dartles the red and the blue!
Then it stops like a bird; like a flower, hangs furled:                      10
They must solace themselves with the Saturn� above it.                       11
What matter to me if their star is a world?
Mine has opened its soul to me; therefore I love it.
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