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Because I helped to wind the clock, I come to hear it strike.
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
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Scrooby
Nottinghamshire
W. B. Yeats
William Yeats
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