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How could passion run so deep Had I never thought That the crime of being born Blackens all our lot?
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
William Yeats
W.B. Yeats
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