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The Folly Of Being Comforted

Rating: 3.2

ONE that is ever kind said yesterday:
'Your well-beloved's hair has threads of grey,
And little shadows come about her eyes;
Time can but make it easier to be wise
Though now it seems impossible, and so
All that you need is patience.'
Heart cries, 'No,
I have not a crumb of comfort, not a grain.
Time can but make her beauty over again:
Because of that great nobleness of hers

The fire that stirs about her, when she stirs,
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FRED FOLEY 14 February 2018

NICE POEM FOR TODAY ALSO LIKED A FEW MORE FRM YEATS

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