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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=576214" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Falling Stars</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">SHEPHERD, thou say'st there is a star <br>Which rules our changeful destinies: <br>Can mortal vision soar so far, <br>Or pierce such mighty mysteries? <br>Shepherd, 'tis said thy mind recals <br>The lore of grey departed seers: <br>say, what is yonder star which falls, <br>Which falls, falls, and disappears?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My son, a child of joy expired, <br>Yon was his star which glided by, <br>The friendly feast, by mirth inspired, <br>Has witnessed his departing sigh; <br>He sang of wine and beauty's thralls, <br>Round went his jokes and witty jeers<br>There is another star which falls. <br>Which falls, falls, and disappears!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My son, it is a star of light, <br>Of one beloved, and young and fair, <br>Preparing for her bridal night, <br>Wreathing white roses in her hair; <br>On her her frantic lover calls, <br>But vain his grief, and vain his tears<br>There is another star which falls. <br>Which falls, falls, and disappears!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My son, yon was the rapid star, <br>The suddenly extinguished gleam, <br>Of one just born to wealth and power, <br>One born to bask in fortune's beam; <br>He has escaped the flatterers' thralls, <br>The weight of guilt, the load of years<br>There is another star which falls, <br>Which falls, falls, and disappears!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My son, did'st see its guileful ray? <br>A monarch's favourite is no more! <br>Flattered in life-in death's dark day <br>No friends or mourners seek his door: <br>He was the cringing slave who crawls, <br>And fattens on a people's tears<br>There is another star which falls, <br>Which falls, falls, and disappears!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Twas the last of a race of kings; <br>But go, my son-for thou hast seen <br>That wealth and power are empty things, <br>Which leave no trace that they have been. <br>Glory and fame the heart enthral, <br>And grandeur courts the people's cheer; <br>All these are only stars which fall, <br>Which fall, fall, and disappear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Charles+Mackay">Charles Mackay</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=576214" data-title="The Falling Stars de Charles Mackay" data-description="SHEPHERD, thou say'st there is a star Which rules our changeful destinies: Can mortal vision soar so far, Or pierce such mighty mysteries? Shepherd, 'tis said thy mind recals The lore of grey departed seers: say, what is yonder star which fa..."></div> </div> </div>
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