Thursday, 25 October 2007

To the Moon.

To The Moon.
Art thou pale for weariness
of climbing heaven and gazing on the Earth
wandering companion less
among the stars that have a different birth,
and ever changing like a joyless eye
that finds no object worth its constancy.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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