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The Consolation (Author: William Butler Yeats)

p.89

1. I had this thought awhile ago,
   'My darling cannot understand
   What I have done, or what would do
   In this blind bitter land.'
2. And I grew weary of the sun
   Until my thoughts cleared up again,
   Remembering that the best I have done
   Was done to make it plain;
3. That every year I have cried, 'At length
   My darling understands it all,
   Because I have come into my strength,
   And words obey my call.'

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   p.90

   That had she done so who can say
   What would have shaken from the sieve?
   I might have thrown poor words away
   And been content to live.