Canis Minor constellation
Suni mandala – The lesser dog – Kalb al Mutakāddim – Kuon – Shira al Ghumus – The Warner – Antecanis, the little dog.
Alpha – Procyn – Sarama – Palura – Pallika (crossing of the water-dog) – Keleb Maim (dog of the waters) – Maira, the sparkler.
Beta – Gomeisa (the bleary eyed) – Pratyusha.
Stars at Zodiac Sidereal Degree
Gomeisa
28°20’ Gemini
– Beta Canis Minor. Pratyumana, one of Vishnu’s or Krishna’s avatars in the Indian pantheon. Gomeisa means bleary eyed one.
Wezen
29°32’ Gemini
– Delta Canis Minor. The weight. One of the Oath stars, the Muhlifain, or the stars sworn by.
Procyon
1°56’ Cancer
– Beta Canis Minor. – Sarama, the heavenly messenger hound and mother of dogs in the Indian pantheon.
Aludra
5°41’ Cancer
– Eta Canis Minor. Maidenhood. Virginity flower. Also makes part of the hunting horn. (Irony Maiden).
Unicorn constellation
Eka-Srimgi mandala – Monoceros.
Chameleon constellation
Krikalāsa mandala.
Volans constellation
Patatri Mina mandala – Volantis, the flying fish.
A coat of quotes and passing poetry
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Why thus longing, thus forever sighing
For the far off, unattained, and dim,
While the beautiful, all round thee lying,
Offers up its low perpetual hymn?
Wouldst thou listen to its gentle teaching, All thy restless yearnings it would still; Leaf and flower and laden bee are preaching.
Thine own sphere, though humble, first to fill.
Poor indeed thou must be, if around thee
Thou no ray of light and joy canst throw,
If no silken cord of love hath bound thee.
To some little world through weal and woe;
If no dear eyes thy fond love can brighten, — No fond voices answer to thine own;
If no brother's sorrow thou canst lighten
By daily sympathy and gentle tone.
Not by deeds that win the crowd's applauses, Not by works that gain thee world-renown,
Not by martyrdom or vaunted crosses, Canst thou win and wear the immortal crown.
Daily struggling, though unloved and lonely,
Every day a rich reward will give;
Thou wilt find, by hearty striving only,
And truly loving, thou canst truly live.
Dost thou revel in the rosy morning,
When all nature hails the Lord of light,
And his smile, the mountain-tops adorning,
Robes yon fragrant fields in radiance bright?
Other hands may grasp the field and forest,
Proud proprietors in pomp may shine;
But with fervent love if thou adorest, Thou art wealthier,—all the world is thine.
Yet if through earth's wide domains thou rovest,
Sighing that they are not thine alone.
Not those fair fields, but thyself thou lovest,
And their beauty and thy wealth are gone.
Nature wears the color of the spirit;
Sweetly to her worshipper she sings;
All the glow, the grace she doth inherit,
Round her trusting child she fondly flings.
"Why thus longing | Harriet Winslow Sewall