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Ecstasy is from the contemplation of things vaster than the individual and imperfectly seen perhaps, by all those that still live.

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
Politician
Writer
Scrooby
Nottinghamshire
W. B. Yeats
William Yeats
W.B. Yeats
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Individuality
Perhaps
Seen
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Still
Imperfectly
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