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William Butler Yeats - Against Unworthy PraiseWilliam Butler Yeats - Against Unworthy Praise
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O HEART, be at peace, because Nor knave nor dolt can break What`s not for their applause, Being for a woman`s sake. Enough if the work has seemed, So did she your strength renew, A dream that a lion had dreamed Till the wilderness cried aloud, A secret between you two, Between the proud and the proud. What, still you would have their praise! But here`s a haughtier text, The labyrinth of her days That her own strangeness perplexed; And how what her dreaming gave Earned slander, ingratitude, From self-same dolt and knave; Aye, and worse wrong than these. Yet she, singing upon her road, Half lion, half child, is at peace.
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