ext_186765 ([identity profile] ghostofchance.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] greatpoetry2004-06-15 10:14 am

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"To the Moon"
Percy Bysshe Shelley

Art thou pale for weariness
Of climbing Heaven, and gazing on the earth,
Wandering companionless
Among the stars that have a different birth,--
And ever changing, like a joyless eye
That finds no object worth its constancy?

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