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!