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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=529683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Stranger's Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=529683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">(As sung by Mr. Charles Charrington in the play of "The Three Wayfarers")</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=529683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> O MY trade it is the rarest one,<br> Simple shepherds all--<br> My trade is a sight to see;<br> For my customers I tie, and take 'em up on high,<br> And waft 'em to a far countree!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=529683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> My tools are but common ones,<br> Simple shepherds all--<br> My tools are no sight to see:<br> A little hempen string, and a post whereon to swing,<br> Are implements enough for me!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=529683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> To-morrow is my working day,<br> Simple shepherds all--<br> To-morrow is a working day for me:<br> For the farmer's sheep is slain, and the lad who did it ta'en,<br> And on his soul may God ha' mer-cy!</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=Thomas+Hardy">Thomas Hardy</a></strong></div>

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