BRIGHT Star

In this poem the speaker talks to a Star. ALthough the reader never sees a response from the star the speaker has personified it with his persistence in speaking to it. He talks in a way that is of reverence for what the star is able to see but he would never want to be so alone. The readers then form an image of this star of being a wise old thing by how much it has been able to see. It sees "the moving waters at their priestlike task." Such sights with "eternal lids" suggests that the star will be up there forever. We read then that the speaker would rather be "pillowed upon my fair love's ripening breast". Suggesting that to be alone with out someone you love is unbearable and would rather "swoon to death."