<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358447" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ballade Mystique</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The big, red-house is bare and lone<br>The stony garden waste and sere<br>With blight of breezes ocean blown<br>To pinch the wakening of the year;<br>My kindly friends with busy cheer<br>My wretchedness could plainly show.<br>They tell me I am lonely here—<br>What do they know? What do they know?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They think that while the gables moan<br>And easements creak in winter drear<br>I should be piteously alone<br>Without the speech of comrades dear;<br>And friendly for my sake they fear,<br>It grieves them thinking of me so<br>While all their happy life is near—<br>What do they know? What do they know?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That I have seen the Dagda’s throne<br>In sunny lands without a tear<br>And found a forest all my own<br>To ward with magic shield and spear,<br>Where, through the stately towers I rear<br>For my desire, around me go<br>Immortal shapes of beauty clear:<br>They do not know, they do not know.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">L’ENVOI<br>The friends I have without a peer<br>Beyond the western ocean’s glow,<br>Whither the faerie galleys steer,<br>They do not know: how should they know?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clive+Staples+Lewis">Clive Staples Lewis</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358447" data-title="Ballade Mystique de Clive Staples Lewis" data-description="The big, red-house is bare and lone The stony garden waste and sere With blight of breezes ocean blown To pinch the wakening of the year; My kindly friends with busy cheer My wretchedness could plainly show. They tell me I am lonely here— What d..."></div> </div> </div>

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