Sanober KhanI have laughedmore than daffodilsand cried more than June.
About This Quote
The Irish poet Thomas Moore wrote this line in a poem entitled “The Minstrel Boy.” In it, the boy is grieving the death of his best friend, a young man who also died in battle. The boy describes both their lives, saying that the flowers they loved together were more beautiful than any other flowers, and that their love was stronger than any other love he had ever seen. The boy’s grief and his emotion are so strong that they make him cry more often than he laughs. He says he must be a fool to feel such sadness, but he does it anyway because he loves his friend so much. The poem ends with a hopeful note: “And when at length I told them what I felt
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