To the Moon lyrics

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? 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?