To The Moon by Thomas Hardy Lyrics

    "What have you looked at, Moon,
        In your time,
    Now long past your prime?"
"O, I have looked at, often looked at
        Sweet, sublime,
Sore things, shudderful, night and noon
        In my time."

    "What have you mused on, Moon,
        In your day,
    So aloof, so far away?"
"O, I have mused on, often mused on
        Growth, decay,
Nations alive, dead, mad, aswoon,
        In my day!"

    "Have you much wondered, Moon,
        On your rounds,
    Self-wrapt, beyond Earth's bounds?"
"Yea, I have wondered, often wondered
        At the sounds
Reaching me of the human tune
        On my rounds."
    "What do you think of it, Moon,
        As you go?
    Is Life much, or no?"
"O, I think of it, often think of it
        As a show
God ought surely to shut up soon,
        As I go."