White in the moon the long road lies, <br />The moon stands blank above; <br />White in the moon the long road lies <br />That leads me from my love. <br /> <br />Still hangs the hedge without a gust, <br />Still, still the shadows stay: <br />My feet upon the moonlit dust <br />Pursue the ceaseless way. <br /> <br />The world is round, so travellers tell, <br />And straight though reach the track, <br />Trudge on, trudge on, 'twill all be well, <br />The way will guide one back. <br /> <br />But ere the circle homeward hies <br />Far, far must it remove: <br />White in the moon the long road lies <br />That leads me from my love.<br /><br />Alfred Edward Housman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/white-in-the-moon-the-long-road-lies/
