---
title: Improvement Era
description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930.
authors:
  - Thomas, Mathonihah
collections:
  - periodicals
tags:
  - magazine
  - improvement-era
periodical: Improvement Era
volume: 10
number: 12
published: 1907-10
publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations
publisher_place: Salt Lake City
language: en
type: magazine
reference: 'Mathonihah Thomas, "Star of the Night: Poem," *Improvement Era* 10, no. 12 (October 1907): 943.'
source:
  url: https://archive.org/details/improvementera10012unse
  transcription: Transcribed from the Internet Archive scan of each issue (the item for each issue is named in the issue's own source); unnumbered advertising leaves are omitted, printed page numbers are kept as page markers.
  identifier: improvementera10012unse
start_page: 943
end_page: 943
rights:
  status: public-domain
  basis: US publication 1930 or earlier (published 1907-10)
  source: https://archive.org/details/improvementera10012unse
  publication_year: 1907
  note: The Internet Archive item metadata carries a blanket "© Copyright by Intellectual Reserve, Inc." notice. The library owner judged it inapplicable because this issue was published in 1907, before 1931; a scan-level notice does not restore copyright.
---

# Star of the Night: Poem

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STAR OF THE NIGHT.
{For the Improvement Era.)
Bright star of the night, in the west you keep
A silent watch o'er my loved one's sleep;
The first to shine in the great starry dome,
You bring me sweet thoughts of my mountain home. ^
Your eye gazes long ere it sinks from sight,
On visions grand near the doors of night,
Where love and joy are the words of the heart.
And Peace on Earth is of the picture a part.
In silent guard do those brown crags stand
O'er the rivers de^pin the canyons grand;
Now the pale moon shines on old San Antone,
And the halo is seen in my mountain home.
O'er the San Luis vale do the snow capped peaks
As sentinels stand — whom sleep never seeks
The sun's earliest ray first kisses their heads
E'er the roses' dews go back to their beds.
The Antoneta sweeps in movement sublime.
As it rolled, oh Star! with the first pulse of time.
With its sister streams and the many rills
From the heart of the everlasting hills.
Bright star of the night in the western sky,
You see the picture now hid from mine eye;
Let your rays love-winged from your stnrry dome,
Kiss m.y dear ones asleep in my mountain home.
Mathonihah Tho.\ias.
Salt Lake City, Utah.