...Of his name ! t TO THE MOON. ... Art thou pale for weariness Of climbing heaven, and Looking down on earth ? Wandering companionless, Among the stars that...And ever changing, like a Joyless eye, That finds no ebject worth Its constancy? ' :- "•'• TG PERIODICALS. No. If.' • We'll pluck a crow together."...

...truth, Return to brood over the f ] thoughts That cannot die, and may not be repelled. TO THE MOON. ART thou pale for weariness Of climbing heaven, and gazing on the earth, Wandering companionless Amon<r the stars that have a different birth) — And ever changing, like a joyless eye That finds...

...the earth, Wandering companionleu Among the stars that have a different birth, — And ever chancing, LOVED — alas! our life is love; But when we cease to breathe and move I do suppose love ceases too....

...tone, which never can recur, h» <**' One accent never to return again. 274 275 TO THE MOON. .juj. ART thou pale for weariness Of climbing heaven, and gazing on the earth, 5,.^. Wandering companionlesM .. ; Among the star» that have a different birth, — tj ~.id ever changing,...

...mountaineer, Encountering on some dizzy precipice TO THE MOON. ART thou pale for weariness Of climhing heaven, and gazing on the earth, Wandering companionless Among the stars that have a different hirth,— And ever changing, like a joyless eye That finds no object worth its constancy 1 SONG FOR...

...MOON. ART Ihou pale for weariness Cf climbing heaven, and gazing on the earth, Wandering cornpanionlesa -Among the stars that have a different birth,— And ever changing, like a. joyless ere That finds no object worth its constancv ? THE WANING MOON. AMD lik" a dying lady, lean and pale,...

...One tone, which never con recur, has cast, One accent never to return again. TO THE MOON. ART ihou pale for weariness Of climbing heaven, and gazing on the earth, Wandering companionless Among the tiara that have a different birth, — And ever changing, like a joyless eye That finds no object worth...

...shadows of night In the van of the morning light. TO THE MOON. ART thou pale for weariness Of climhing heaven, and gazing on the earth, Wandering companionless Among the stars that have a different hirth, — And ever-changing, like a joyless eye That finds no object worth its constaney ! SUMMER...

...sensibilities, as when (to take one example out of a thousand in modern poetry) Shelley asks the moon, Art thou pale for weariness Of climbing heaven and gazing...joyless eye That finds no object worth its constancy '! In Wordsworth, of course, this is the very key-note; it Is of the very fibre of his poetry, and...

...OF WIDOW-HUNTERS, who will leave them at last nothing but the stick to lean upon !" TO THE MOON. ART thou pale for weariness Of climbing heaven, and gazing...joyless eye That finds no object worth its constancy ? _ J SONG. ©it a jFaUeD Ufoltt. THE odor from the flower is gone, Which like thy kisses breathed...