Tell me, are the stars shining to-night?
Those fiery, distant flecks of light?
Tell me, for I must know.
Those like far-off flakes of snow?
I cannot see!
Where all my friends are waiting for me?
I know what you have come to do; do it quickly.
But first, in the flickering firelight,
Tell me, are the stars shining to-night?
"Brightly, my lord; brightly."