Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere.
SHAKS.: _1 Henry IV.,_ Act v., Sc. 4.
The stars of the night
Will lend thee their light,
Like tapers clear without number!
HERRICK: _Aph. Night Piece, To Julia._
Ye stars! which are the poetry of Heaven,
If in your bright leaves we would read the fate
Of men and empires,--'t is to be forgiven,
That in our aspirations to be great,
Our destinies o'erleap their mortal state,
And claim a kindred with you.
BYRON: _Ch. Harold,_ Canto iii., St. 88.
Now only here and there a little star
Looks forth alone.
WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT: _The Constellations._