That woman's days were spent
In ignorant good-will,
Her nights in argument
Until her voice grew shrill.
What voice more sweet than hers
When, young and beautiful,
She rode to harriers?
This man had kept a school
And rode our wingèd horse;
This other his helper and friend
Was coming into his force;
He might have won fame in the end,
So sensitive his nature seemed,
So daring and sweet his thought.
This other man I had dreamed
A drunken, vainglorious lout.
He had done most bitter wrong
To some who are near my heart,
Yet I number him in the song;
He, too, has resigned his part
In the casual comedy;
He, too, has been changed in his turn,
Transformed utterly:
A terrible beauty is born.
The answer would be That woman's days were spent
In ignorant good-will,
I met Sarah in a Uber and she was my driver to St.Petersburg. I felt really anxious talking to her after all she’s just another stranger. She has dark black hair, a smile that brightens the night. I asked her how long she has been an Uber for as a conversation starter. She then said:”I only started about a week ago. It’s been really tough lately for me and my roommate on campus.” I felt quite bad for her. She works two minimum wage jobs and on top of that she works as a Uber. As soon we arrived at my grandmas apartment I gave her a tip of $20. She thanked me and said that it’s going to help her tonight. Right when I was about to leave the car, I forgot something: her phone number. I ran back to the car and asked her. I woke up realizing it was all a dream. I took my medicine and went to the kitchen for breakfast. I turned on the tv and the news came on as usually at 7 in the morning. There was a hostage situation in a Uber at 6:30. The news paper came in.
The headline for today was:”After all this, I realized that I owed it all to her” those were the last words of a emotionally disturbed man after taking his life on camera.
Answer:
they had saw something that scraded them
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