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  • Dirge
    Cauld, cauld she lies where snaws are deep
    And bitter blaws the muirland win',
    And over her grave the icy stars
    Are keepin' watch abune. ...
  • Primroses
    They shine upon my table there,
    A constellation mimic sweet,
    No stars in Heaven could shine more fair,
    Nor Earth has beauty more complete; ...
  • The War Of The Ghosts
    Three Ghosts that haunt me have I,
    Three Ghosts in my soul that fight,
    Three grandsire Ghosts in my soul,
    That haunt me by day and by night. ...
  • Storm
    I love not when the oily seas
    Heave huge and slow beneath the sun,
    When decks are hot, and dead the breeze,
    And wits are dropping one by one. ...
  • The Singer
    Nay! sing no more thy wild delusive strain
    (I heard them say, while I my song pursued),
    'Tis but the rage of thy delirious brain
    (I heard them say, yet still my song renewed): ...
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Death 8 Life 8 Long 8 Soul 7 Sea 7 Heart 6 Light 6 Rise 6 Fate 5 Good 5

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Averagejon82: the most from adnan’s sham of a trial, jay wilds. the guy is a criminal that lied time and time again. and don’t get me started on crooked william ritz and detective greg macgillivary. sad damn day.
Washblade: bill calls for designating d.c. street in honor of gay former slave
Jasoncolavito: the only obvious conclusion is that since royston ellis was himself gay, he got the information from other gay men, whom i know from william bast's 2006 memoir were sharing the stories among themselves as early as 1956.
Spidassfan: mario forcing luigi to enter the gay pipe as punishment for his many crimes
Mikehawk99stan: cant believe william is gay and i hate gays
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William Butler Yeats Poem
To A Shade
 by William Butler Yeats

If you have revisited the town, thin Shade,
Whether to look upon your monument
(I wonder if the builder has been paid)
Or happier-thoughted when the day is spent
To drink of that salt breath out of the sea
When grey gulls flit about instead of men,
And the gaunt houses put on majesty:
Let these content you and be gone again;

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