Shakespearean Variations: Sonnet 14
Not from the stars do I my judgment pluck;
I have no talent for astronomy,
in observer's skills I have no luck,
nor telescope of stellar quality;
but if you know the stars, then pray do tell
of precession and of the solar wind,
and every planet's path calculate well,
and trace the wonders that such viewers find;
shall not I from such miracles derive
the endless depths of human skill and art,
which in the human mind are grown and thrive,
catching light from skies to which we convert.
-- And I too from this shall prognosticate
that mind shall not be plumbed by any date.
