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Now must we sing and sing the best we can, But first you must be told your character: Convicted cowards all, by kindred slain.

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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
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Kindred
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Cowards
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Cowardice
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