When all the stars are sown br Across the night-blue space, br With the immense unknown, br In silence face to face. br We stand in speechless awe br While Beauty marches by, br And wonder at the Law br Which wears such majesty. br How small a thing is man br In all that world-sown vast, br That he should hope or plan br Or dream his dream could last! br br O doubter of the light, br Confused by fear and wrong, br Lean on the heart of night br And let love make thee strong! br br The Good that is the True br Is clothed with Beauty still.