The Moon by Percy Bysshe Shelley
b"Shelley read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\nhttp://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/\\nGiving voice to the poetry of the past.\\n\\n---------------------------------------------\\n\\nThe Moon\\nby Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792 \\u2013 1822)\\n\\nI\\nAnd, like a dying lady lean and pale,\\nWho totters forth, wrapp'd in a gauzy veil,\\nOut of her chamber, led by the insane\\nAnd feeble wanderings of her fading brain,\\nThe mood arose up in the murky east,\\nA white and shapeless mass.\\n\\nII\\n Art thou pale for weariness\\nOf climbing heaven and gazing on the earth,\\n Wandering companionless\\nAmong the stars that have a different birth,\\nAnd ever changing, like a joyless eye\\nThat finds no object worth its constancy?"