| there, up in the night, percolating with a bellyfull of stardazzle, starbuckled Orion speadeagles to the zenith above, bow drawn, whooping a challenge to Great Bear, there, who flings Polaris to perch forever on Little Bear-Dipper's long bearwagging tail, and there, Cassiopeia with her great grin of a crown, laughs to see such a sight and there, my heart runs away with the moon |