Friday, 8 February 2019

Dead Poets Society #90 W. H. Auden: The More Loving One

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The More Loving One by W. H. Auden

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 or 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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