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Sometimes my feet are tired and my hands are quiet, but there is no quiet in my heart.
William Butler Yeats
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William Butler Yeats
Age: 73 †
Born: 1865
Born: June 13
Died: 1939
Died: January 28
Astrologer
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Nottinghamshire
W. B. Yeats
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