(Photos: Public Domain, Wikimedia Commons) Then, dearest child, mournest thou only for Jupiter?
Considerest thou alone the burial of the stars?
Something there is,	25
(With my lips soothing thee, adding, I whisper,
I give thee the first suggestion, the problem and indirection,)
Something there is more immortal even than the stars,
(Many the burials, many the days and nights, passing away,)
Something that shall endure longer even than lustrous Jupiter,	30
Longer than sun, or any revolving satellite,
Or the radiant brothers, the Pleiades. -Walt Whitman's "On the Beach at Night"