• Though I have many words, What woman's satisfied, I am no longer faint Because at her side? O who could have foretold That the heart grows old?

    William Butler Yeats: Though I have many words,
What woman's satisfied,
I am no longer faint
Because at her side?
O who could have foretold
That the heart grows old?
    William Butler Yeats (1962). “Poems of William Butler Yeats”, p.27, Hayes Barton Press