<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=575825" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Cup Of Grief</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">We're born alone, and so we die, <br>Alone, no use to fuss or moan-<br>Each living thing must face the truth: <br>We drink our cup of grief, alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The smallest mite will feel the pangs<br>Of discipline, and hearts of stone, <br>Revenge exacted, full, complete: <br>He drinks his cup of grief, alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The older ones learn all too soon<br>There is not long one can postpone<br>The common lot of man and beast: <br>They drink their cup of grief, alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All creatures born, at last confront<br>There be no pardon or atone<br>For random guilt that living brings: <br>They drink then that last cup, alone. <br> <br>by, Evan Williams</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Shirts+Williams">Shirts Williams</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=575825" data-title="The Cup Of Grief de Shirts Williams" data-description="We're born alone, and so we die, Alone, no use to fuss or moan- Each living thing must face the truth: We drink our cup of grief, alone. The smallest mite will feel the pangs Of discipline, and hearts of stone, Revenge exacted, full, complete:..."></div> </div> </div>

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