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I am content to live it all again And yet again, if it be life to pitch Into the frog-spawn of a blind man's ditch.

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
Frogs
Pitch
Content
Blind
Live
Spawn
Men
Ditch
Life
Frog

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