\"Arcturus\" is his other name

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\"Arcturus\" is his other name—

I\'d rather call him \"Star.\"

It\'s very mean of Science

To go and interfere!

I slew a worm the other day—

A \"Savant\" passing by

Murmured \"Resurgam\"—\"Centipede\"!

\"Oh Lord—how frail are we\"!

I pull a flower from the woods—

A monster with a glass

Computes the stamens in a breath—

And has her in a \"class\"!

Whereas I took the Butterfly

Aforetime in my hat—

He sits erect in \"Cabinets\"—

The Clover bells forgot.

What once was \"Heaven\"

Is \"Zenith\" now—

Where I proposed to go

When Time\'s brief masquerade was done

Is mapped and charted too.

What if the poles should frisk about

And stand upon their heads!

I hope I\'m ready for \"the worst\"—

Whatever prank betides!

Perhaps the \"Kingdom of Heaven\'s\" changed—

I hope the \"Children\" there Won\'t be \"new fashioned\" when I come—

And laugh at me—and stare—

I hope the Father in the skies

Will lift his little girl—

Old fashioned—naught—everything—

Over the stile of \"Pearl.\"

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