<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537272" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Sad Shepherd</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">THERE was a man whom Sorrow named his Friend,<br>And he, of his high comrade Sorrow dreaming,<br>Went walking with slow steps along the gleaming<br>And humming Sands, where windy surges wend:<br>And he called loudly to the stars to bend<br>From their pale thrones and comfort him, but they<br>Among themselves laugh on and sing alway:<br>And then the man whom Sorrow named his friend<br>Cried out, Dim sea, hear my most piteous story.!<br>The sea Swept on and cried her old cry still,<br>Rolling along in dreams from hill to hill.<br>He fled the persecution of her glory<br>And, in a far-off, gentle valley stopping,<br>Cried all his story to the dewdrops glistening.<br>But naught they heard, for they are always listening,<br>The dewdrops, for the sound of their own dropping.<br>And then the man whom Sorrow named his friend<br>Sought once again the shore, and found a shell,<br>And thought, I will my heavy story tell<br>Till my own words, re-echoing, shall send<br>Their sadness through a hollow, pearly heart;<br>And my own talc again for me shall sing,<br>And my own whispering words be comforting,<br>And lo! my ancient burden may depart.<br>Then he sang softly nigh the pearly rim;<br>But the sad dweller by the sea-ways lone<br>Changed all he sang to inarticulate moan<br>Among her wildering whirls, forgetting him.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Butler+Yeats">William Butler Yeats</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=537272" data-title="The Sad Shepherd de William Butler Yeats" data-description="THERE was a man whom Sorrow named his Friend, And he, of his high comrade Sorrow dreaming, Went walking with slow steps along the gleaming And humming Sands, where windy surges wend: And he called loudly to the stars to bend From their pale throne..."></div> </div> </div>

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