Poem by Thomas MacDonagh

To a Wise Man

If I had spent my talent as you spend,
    If you had sought this rare thing sought by me,
We had missed our mutual pity at life's end,
    As we have missed only our sympathy.

1. Of the Man of My First Play
2. In Fever
3. The Stars Stand up in the Air
4. Averil
5. Dublin Tramcars

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