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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537293" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Three Hermits</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">THREE old hermits took the air<br>By a cold and desolate sea,<br>First was muttering a prayer,<br>Second rummaged for a flea;<br>On a windy stone, the third,<br>Giddy with his hundredth year,<br>Sang unnoticed like a bird:<br>'Though the Door of Death is near<br>And what waits behind the door,<br>Three times in a single day<br>I, though upright on the shore,<br>Fall asleep when I should pray.'<br>So the first, but now the second:<br>'We're but given what we have eamed<br>When all thoughts and deeds are reckoned,<br>So it's plain to be discerned<br>That the shades of holy men<br>Who have failed, being weak of will,<br>Pass the Door of Birth again,<br>And are plagued by crowds, until<br>They've the passion to escape.'<br>Moaned the other, 'They are thrown<br>Into some most fearful shape.'<br>But the second mocked his moan:<br>'They are not changed to anything,<br>Having loved God once, but maybe<br>To a poet or a king<br>Or a witty lovely lady.'<br>While he'd rummaged rags and hair,<br>Caught and cracked his flea, the third,<br>Giddy with his hundredth year,<br>Sang unnoticed like a bird.</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>
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By a cold and desolate sea,
First was muttering a prayer,
Second rummaged for a flea;
On a windy stone, the third,
Giddy with his hundredth year,
Sang unnoticed like a bird:
'Though the Door of Death is near
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