To The Moon Poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley

To The Moon

Rating: 2.8


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?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Shsrom 28 May 2018

So long ago I have forgotten

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Sylvaonyema Uba 11 February 2017

A sextet of one stanza. Poem rooted in good rhyme. Well done! Sylva.

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