text_original: 51 ON THE GREAT WASTE HEAP * And still she asked, as she sat and leant, Leaning and drieaming half asleep, Were they only fit, the years she had spent, Just to be thrown on the great waste heap ? In the desert behind, of the things she had done. Which of them all was worth its pain ; In the desert in front, what good could be won ? From the purposeless years that still remain * Note. — See a critique in the Speaker (by G. M.
text_transcription: ON THE GREAT WASTE HEAP AND STILL SHE ASKED AS SHE SAT AND LEANT LEANING AND DREAMING HALF ASLEEP WERE THEY ONLY FIT THE YEARS SHE HAD SPENT JUST TO BE THROWN ON THE GREAT WASTE HEAP IN THE DESERT BEHIND OF THE THINGS SHE HAS DONE WHICH OF THEM ALL WAS WORTH ITS PAIN IN THE DESERT IN FRONT WHAT GOOD CAN BE WON FROM THE PURPOSELESS YEARS THAT STILL REM
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