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W. B. Yeats

W. B. Yeats

The Realists

HOPE that you may understand!
What can books of men that wive
In a dragon-guarded land,
paintings of the dolphin-drawn
Sea-nymphs in their pearly wagons
Do, but awake a hope to live
That had gone
With the dragons?

#Irish #NobelPrize #XIXCentury #XXCentury

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