Author E. P. Arnold-Forster Tell me no more, I pray, of your suns and nebulous hazes; Think you Nature is vast only to set you a sum?Nothing in infinite space is so august as your object, But there is nought august, friend, in indefinite space. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments