The More Loving One(W.H.Auden)

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