And the homeless planet at length will be wheeled thro the silence of Space, Motherless evermore of an ever-vanishing race, When the worm shall have writhed its last and its last brother-worm will have fled From the dead fossil skull that is left in the rocks of an earth that is dead.


The Works of Alfred Lord Tennyson, Poet Laureate, Despair (p. 535), The Macmillan Co. 1898

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And the homeless planet at length will be wheeled thro the silence of Space, Motherless evermore of an ever-vanishing race, When the worm shall have...

And the homeless planet at length will be wheeled thro the silence of Space, Motherless evermore of an ever-vanishing race, When the worm shall have...

And the homeless planet at length will be wheeled thro the silence of Space, Motherless evermore of an ever-vanishing race, When the worm shall have...

And the homeless planet at length will be wheeled thro the silence of Space, Motherless evermore of an ever-vanishing race, When the worm shall have...