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AND, like a dying lady lean and pale,Who totters forth, wrapp'd in a gauzy veil,Out of her chamber, led by the insaneAnd feeble wanderings of her fading brain,The mood arose up in the murky east,A white and shapeless mass.
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Art thou pale for wearinessOf climbing heaven and gazing on the earth, Wandering companionlessAmong the stars that have a different birth,And ever changing, like a joyless eyeThat finds no object worth its constancy?
- To the Moon, Percy Bysshe Shelly (1920)
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