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Poet: William Butler Yeats
Poem: The Folly Of Being Comforted
Volume: In the Seven Woods
Year: Published/Written in 1904
Poem of the Day on:
Jul 12 2009
Comment 1 of 1, added on December 9th, 2008 at 7:56 PM.
THE FOLLY OF BEING COMFORTED.
William Butler Yeats
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One that | is ev | er kind | said yes | ter day
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'Your well | be love | ed's hair | has threads | of grey
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And lit | tle sha | dows come | a bout | her eyes;
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Time can | but make | it eas | ier to | be wise
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Though now | it's hard, | till trouble | is at | an end;
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And so | be patient, | be wise | and patient, | friend.'
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But heart, | there is | no com | fort, not | a grain.
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Time can | but make | her bea | uty ov | er a gain
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Be cause | of that | great no | ble ness | of hers;
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The fire | that stirs; | a - bout | her, when | she stirs
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Burns but | more clear | ly; O | she had | not these | ways
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When all | the wild | sum mer | was in | her gaze.
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O heart, | O heart, | if she'd | but turn | her head,
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You'd know | the fol | ly of | be ing | com fort | ed.
Tim from United States
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THE FOLLY OF BEING COMFORTED.
William Butler Yeats
/ ~ / ~ / ~ / ~ / ~
One that | is ev | er kind | said yes | ter day
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'Your well | be love | ed's hair | has threads | of grey
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And lit | tle sha | dows come | a bout | her eyes;
/ ~ / ~ / ~ / ~ / ~
Time can | but make | it eas | ier to | be wise
/ ~ / ~ / ~ / ~ / ~
Though now | it's hard, | till trouble | is at | an end;
/ ~ / ~ / ~ / ~ / ~ /
And so | be patient, | be wise | and patient, | friend.'
/ ~ / ~ / ~ / ~ / ~
But heart, | there is | no com | fort, not | a grain.
/ ~ / ~ / ~ / ~ / ~ /
Time can | but make | her bea | uty ov | er a gain
/ ~ / ~ / ~ / ~ / ~
Be cause | of that | great no | ble ness | of hers;
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The fire | that stirs; | a - bout | her, when | she stirs
/ ~ / ~ / ~ / ~ / ~ /
Burns but | more clear | ly; O | she had | not these | ways
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When all | the wild | sum mer | was in | her gaze.
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O heart, | O heart, | if she'd | but turn | her head,
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You'd know | the fol | ly of | be ing | com fort | ed.
Tim from United States