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William Butler Yeats

(13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939 / County Dublin / Ireland)

September 1913


What need you, being come to sense,
But fumble in a greasy till
And add the halfpence to the pence
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  • Rookie Erin Go Bragh (9/18/2013 7:58:00 AM)

    awful poem: despicable human being, using pure subterfuge
    he was a freemason scumbag, a member of the ascendancy and a spurned lover (Report) Reply

    Rookie - 57 Points James Merchant (10/12/2014 3:18:00 AM)

    Very keen insight,
    this piece of criticism reads
    like it must have taken you years
    To construct,
    your magnum opus!
    you have opened everyone's eyes to the folly of this man!
    We shall now flock to your banner!
    Champion you above all others!
    Death to the freemasons!
    Death to Yeats!
    Erin Go Bragh is near!

  • Rookie Adrian Mullane (6/14/2010 9:44:00 PM)

    tis brilliant alright.
    makes me wonder about Ireland now and his Ireland, as he saw it anyway, back in those days. (Report) Reply

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