Looking out from his litter the traveller saw by the light of the southern stars the dim outlines of a large city.
He saw gold about her like the soft fire of the southern stars.
I looked out from my litter, and saw by the light of the southern stars the dim outlines of a large city.
And while her eyes looked sadly at the southern stars a faint smile seemed to be playing about her firm lips.
It is one who comes from the north who finds a marvel in the bigness and softness of southern stars.