Moon! Moon! I am prone before you. Pity me, and drench me in loneliness. Amy Lowell Next Quote I am tired, beloved, of chafing my heart against the want of you; of squeezing it into little ink drops, and posting it. And I scald alone, here, under the fire of the great moon. - Amy Lowell Previous Quote Hate is ravening vulture beaks descending on a place of skulls. - Amy Lowell