Ah, Moon-and Star!
Emily Dickinson
240 Ah, Moon—and Star! You are very far— But were no one Farther than you— Do you think I’d stop For a Firmament— Or a Cubit—or so? I could borrow a Bonnet Of the Lark— And a Chamois’ Silver Boot— And a stirrup of an Antelope— And be with you—Tonight! But, Moon, and Star, Though you’re very far— There is one—farther than you— He—is more than a firmament—from Me— So I can never go!
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