<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508444" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Maids In May</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Three maids there were in meadow bright,<br>The eldest less then seven;<br>Their eyes were dancing with delight,<br>And innocent as Heaven.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wild flowers they wound with tender glee,<br>Their cheeks with rapture rosy;<br>All radiant they smiled at me,<br>When I besought a posy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She gave me a columbine,<br>And one a poppy brought me;<br>The tiniest, with eyes ashine,<br>A simple daisy sought me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And as I went my sober way,<br>I heard their careless laughter;<br>Their hearts too happy with to-day<br>To care for what comes after.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> . . . . . . .</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That's long ago; they're gone, all three,<br>To walk amid the shadows;<br>Forgotten is their lyric glee<br>In still and sunny meadows.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For Columbine loved life too well,<br>And went adventure fairing;<br>And sank into the pit of hell,<br>And passed but little caring.<br>While Poppy was a poor man's wife,<br>And children had a-plenty;<br>And went, worn out with toil and strife<br>When she was five-and-twenty.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And Daisy died while yet a child,<br>As fragile blossoms perish,<br>When Winter winds are harsh and wild,<br>With none to shield and cherish.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah me! How fate is dark and dour<br>To little Children of the Poor.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</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=508444" data-title="Maids In May de Robert William Service" data-description="Three maids there were in meadow bright, The eldest less then seven; Their eyes were dancing with delight, And innocent as Heaven. Wild flowers they wound with tender glee, Their cheeks with rapture rosy; All radiant they smiled at me, When I bes..."></div> </div> </div>

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