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For he would be thinking of love Till the stars had run away And the shadows eaten the moon. ---W.B. Yeats
That beautiful mild woman for whose sake There's many a one shall find out all heartache On finding that her voice is sweet and low Replied, 'To be born a woman is to know- Although they do not talk of it at school - That we must labor to be beautiful. ----William Butler Yeats
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