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Art Thou Pale For Weariness

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?

Written by

Percy Bysshe Shelley

1792-1822 / Male / English

LinesWords: 637

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