ALL THE STARS
Aristides E. (Aristides Evangelus) Phoutrides translation
When I first looked with wonderment On thee, O Muse of Light, The morning star upon thy brow Shone with bright glittering. And I said: "More of light I need!" And as I looked again On thee, O Muse of Light, the moon Shone brightly on thy brow. And "More!" I said and looked again: And saw the sun agleam! But still insatiate I am, And wait to look on thee When on thy brow, O Muse of Light, The star-spun sky shall shine!