It is plain from verses like these, and others of equal loveliness, that Mr Yeats has really discarded nothing – neither symbolism nor dream: and that he has lost nothing – neither ecstasy nor magic.
For the next 140 years, a period spanning Brooklyn's consolidation with New York, the family discarded practically nothing: not the trunks of hand-woven bedspreads and frilly Victorian undergarments, not the boxes of handwritten grocery receipts dating to the 1880s, not the chunks of petrified laundry starch now piled in a 19th-century beer pail called a growler.
School lessons were missed and A-Levels discarded, but nothing would stop the boy from north-west London fulfilling his ambitions.
The reasons why the food is discarded often has nothing to do with its edibility.
And most importantly, how can I go around picking up other people's discarded receipts for nothing without anyone actually seeing my face?
When braving the cold sharp sun of a Wednesday morning to go and pick up other people's discarded receipts for nothing, a few things travel through your mind.
Speaking of body parts researched on farms and discarded in sewers, nothing puts us in more of a mood to enjoy life to its fullest than a 48-hour-straight face-stinging blizzard in March paired with the prospect of checking out old-timey art and film based on human body failures and cadavers in a Victorian box factory.
I may have discarded the idea had nothing else gone wrong in 2007 and 2008.
"We need the refugee species, the discards that ask for nothing more than the home that each and every one of us desires".
Viewed as a sort of ideal solution to the linear model, the traditional concept of this circular system, in which nothing is discarded because all waste streams are returned to the manufacturing process, would require massive changes to our global infrastructure, from production to consumption.
