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Our words must seem to be inevitable.
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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Scrooby
Nottinghamshire
W. B. Yeats
William Yeats
W.B. Yeats
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The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.
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Bodies of holy men and women exude Miraculous oil, odour of violet. But under heavy loads of trampled clay Lie bodies of the vampires full of blood Their shrouds are bloody and their lips are wet.
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