Saraphim, it's Yeats, from "The Lake Isle of Innisfree" (my location). The lines in my signature are the last three lines of the poem. I will have to edit my signature to credit him--it won't do at all for me to go around posing as a dead Irish poet. But good heavens, you made my day by even suggesting I could have written that! My own poetry...well, let's just say it's best kept under wraps.
(Do Lhunardawen next.)
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Having fun wolfing it to the bitter end, I see, gaur-anc alime (lmp, ww13)
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