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First Line: Outworn heart in a time outworn
Last Line: And hope is less dear than the dew of the morn.
Alternate Author Name(s): Yeats, W. B.
Subject(s): Aging


Out-worn heart, in a time out-worn,
Come clear of the nets of wrong and right;
Laugh, heart, again in the gray twilight,
Sigh, heart, again in the dew of the morn.
Your mother Eire is always young,
Dew ever shining and twilight gray;
Though hope fall from you and love decay,
Burning in fires of a slanderous tongue.
Come, heart, where hill is heaped upon hill:
For there the mystical brotherhood
Of sun and moon and hollow and wood
And river and stream work out their will;
And God stands winding His lonely horn,
And time and the world are ever in flight;
And love is less kind that the gray twilight,
And hope is less dear than the dew of the morn.




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