Classic Poem

I seem A Star Au; may your grace well say
Amongst our glorious StarRES , who light display,
Making all Europe to behold your light,
Evermore fixed fastly in their sight,
StarS , when the Sunne appeares, lye hidden then,

Shrouding their light, untill the night again,
This Star doth with the Sunne his light display,
Vesper-like, ushering the glorious day
As out, so in; and though his light appeare
Rather to glimmer yet, then to shine cleare:
That he is now a Star the world may see,
Each day his light encreasing gloriously.