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Think where man's glory most begins and ends, and say my glory was I had such friends.
William Butler Yeats
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William Butler Yeats
Age: 73 †
Born: 1865
Born: June 13
Died: 1939
Died: January 28
Astrologer
Mystic
Playwright
Poet
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Scrooby
Nottinghamshire
W. B. Yeats
William Yeats
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I will arise and go now, for always night and day I hear lake water lapping...I hear it in the deep heart's core.
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The Danaan children laugh, in cradles of wrought gold, And clap their hands together, and half close their eyes, For they will ride the North when the ger-eagle flies, With heavy whitening wings, and a heart fallen cold.
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Death and life were not Till man made up the whole, Made lock, stock and barrel Out of his bitter soul
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