If stars were really watching eyes
Of angel armies in the skies,
I should forget all watchers there,
And only for your glances care.
And if your eyes were really stars,
With leagues that none can mete for bars
To keep me from their longed-for day,
I could not feel more far away.
Love Poem by F. W. Bourdillon
Love Art – L’étoile du berger, Manteau de fourrure, de Max-A. Leroy (1924) fashion plate by Charles Martin, published in Gazette du Bon Ton. Original from The Rijksmuseum.