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An Appointment (Author: William Butler Yeats)

p.76

1. Being out of heart with government
   I took a broken root to fling
   Where the proud, wayward squirrel went,
   Taking delight that he could spring;
   And he, with that low whinnying sound
   That is like laughter, sprang again
   And so to the other tree at a bound.
   Nor the tame will, nor timid brain,
   Bred that fierce tooth and cleanly limb
   And threw him up to laugh on the bough;
   No government appointed him.