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?

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Poet: Percy Bysshe Shelley
Poem: Art Thou Pale For Weariness

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