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						Beyond the Moon by Vachel Lindsay 
						
						[Written to the Most Beautiful Woman in the World]
 
  M< Sweetheart is the TRUTH BEYOND THE MOON,  And never have I been in love with Woman,  Always aspiring to be set in tune  With one who is invisible, inhuman. 
  O laughing girl, cold TRUTH has stepped between,  Spoiling the fevers of your virgin face:  Making your shining eyes but lead and clay,  Mocking your brilliant brain and lady's grace. 
  TRUTH haunted me the day I wooed and lost,  The day I wooed and won, or wooed in play:  Tho' you were Juliet or Rosalind,  Thus shall it be, forever and a day. 
  I doubt my vows, tho' sworn on my own blood,  Tho' I draw toward you weeping, soul to soul,  I have a lonely goal beyond the moon;  Ay, beyond Heaven and Hell, I have a goal! 						 
						
						
						
						
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