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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=393033" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Birthday</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=393033" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">THE three Fates sat in a house of birth,<br> Ah, well a day; ah, well a day;<br>Their eyes were bright, but not with mirth—<br>They have no love for the sons of earth—<br> And their lips were parched and gray.<br>5</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=393033" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Their gray locks hung from brow to chin,<br> Ah, well a day; ah, well a day;<br>One held the distaff, and one did spin,<br>And one held shears in her fingers thin;<br> Three silent hags were they.<br>10</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=393033" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">We saw not the thread which the sisters spun,<br> Ah, well a day; ah, well a day;<br>Nor whether in white or in black begun,<br>But on her with the shears, that elder one,<br> Our eyes were fixed alway.<br>15</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=393033" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A thread, I ween, of tangled years,<br> Ah, well a day; ah, well a day;<br>God stay her hand that holds the shears;<br>Our hopes are stronger than our fears<br> For the bud upon life's spray.<br>20</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Frederick+George+Scott">Frederick George Scott</a></strong></div>

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