The Hundred Best Poems (lyrical) in the English language - second series/To the Moon

by Percy Bysshe Shelley

For other versions of this work, see To the Moon (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?