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" Cast your mind on other days that we in coming days may be still the indomitable Irishry. "

William Butler Yeats

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" When you are old and gray and full of sleep, and nodding by the fire, take down this book and slowly read, and dream of the soft look your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep. "

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" But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams. "

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" I am of a healthy long lived race, and our minds improve with age. "

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" An aged man is but a paltry thing, a tattered coat upon a stick, unless soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing for every tatter in its mortal dress. "

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" Come away, O human child: To the waters and the wild with a fairy, hand in hand, For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand. "

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" Come Fairies, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame! "

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