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Pastimes : A letter to Monica (Edwarda)

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To: Neocon who wrote (80)8/2/2000 1:45:37 AM
From: Neocon  Read Replies (1) of 315
 
An Irish Airman Forsees His Death
by: William Butler Yeats

I KNOW that I shall meet my fate
Somewhere among the clouds above;
Those that I fight I do not hate,
Those that I guard I do not love;
My county is Kiltartan Cross,
My countrymen Kiltartan's poor,
No likely end could bring them loss
Or leave them happier than before.
Nor law, nor duty bade me fight,
Nor public men, nor cheering crowds,
A lonely impulse of delight
Drove to this tumult in the clouds;
The years to come seemed waste of breath,
A waste of breath the years behind
In balance with this life, this death.
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