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Myself I must remake.

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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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Nottinghamshire
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It seems that I must bid the Muse to pack, / Choose Plato and Plotinus for a friend / Until imagination, ear and eye, / Can be content with argument and deal / In abstract things or be derided by / A sort of battered kettle at the heel.
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to be choked with hate May well be of all evil chances chief.
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I had this thought a while ago, My darling cannot understand What I have done, or what would do In this blind bitter land. And I grew weary of the sun
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Love comes in at the eye.
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I say that Roger Casement Did what he had to do, He died upon the gallows But that is nothing new.
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Nothing that we love overmuch Is ponderable to our touch.
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And God, the herdsman, goads them on behind.
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You ask what I have found and far and wide I go, Nothing but Cromwell's house and Cromwell's murderous crew, The lovers and the dancers are beaten into the clay, And the tall men and the swordsmen and the horsemen where are they?
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But O, sick children of the world, Of all the many changing things In dreary dancing past us whirled, To the cracked tune that Chronos sings, Words alone are certain good.
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Evil comes to us men of imagination wearing as its mask all the virtues.
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Choose your companions from the best Who draws a bucket with the rest soon topples down the hill.
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Come near I would, before my time to go, Sing of old Eire and the ancient ways: Red Rose, proud Rose, sad Rose of all my days.
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Designs in connection with postage stamps and coinage may be described, I think, as the silent ambassadors on national taste.
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