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The More Loving One

Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell
But on earth indifference is the least
We have to dread from man to beast.

How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.

Admirer as I think I am
Of stars that do not give a damn
I cannot, now I see them, say
I missed one terribly all day

Were all stars to disappear or die,
I should learn to look at an empty sky
And feel its total dark sublime,
Though this might take me a little time.
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March 10th, 2007 11:51pm
Nice poem. What trouble do you have with the meaning?
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March 11th, 2007 1:13am
And remember, my sentimental friend, that a heart is not judged by how much you love, but by how much you are loved by others.
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March 11th, 2007 1:43am
The British Auden, no?

Before he came to his senses in the States. :)
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March 11th, 2007 10:56am

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