O but there is wisdom <br />In what the sages said; <br />But stretch that body for a while <br />And lay down that head <br />Till I have told the sages <br />Where man is comforted. <br /> <br />How could passion run so deep <br />Had I never thought <br />That the crime of being born <br />Blackens all our lot? <br />But where the crime's committed <br />The crime can be forgot.<br /><br />William Butler Yeats<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/consolation-4/
