Art thou pale for weariness by Percy Bysshe Shelley
It’s been a while since I posted something by Shelley…
Art thou pale for weariness
By Percy Bysshe 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?
