In luck or out the toil has left its mark: That old perplexity an empty purse, Or the day's vanity, the night's remorse.
William Butler Yeats (2011). “Selected Poems And Four Plays”, p.138, Simon and Schuster
In luck or out the toil has left its mark: That old perplexity an empty purse, Or the day's vanity, the night's remorse.