<b>The More Loving One</b><br /><br />Looking up at the stars, I know quite well<br />That, for all they care, I can go to hell,<br />But on earth indifference is the least<br />We have to dread from man or beast.<br /><br />How should we like it were stars to burn<br />With a passion for us we could not return?<br />If equal affection cannot be,<br />Let the more loving one be me.<br /><br />Admirer as I think I am<br />Of stars that do not give a damn,<br />I cannot, now I see them, say<br />I missed one terribly all day.<br /><br />Were all stars to disappear or die,<br />I should learn to look at an empty sky<br />And feel its total dark sublime,<br />Though this might take me a little time.