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…showed last 75 words of 388 total…and Eleanor dies without a husband. Both tried their hardest to hide themselves but neither gained anything from it. The poem ends right where it began, as do the characters. Neither have anything to show for their troubles and no one, or no thing, to fill their loneliness. There are too many lonely people in the world, but as Paul McCartney and John Lennon have shown us, they have no one to blame but themselves.