Yeats said that “We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but out of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry.” Anyone else thinking, besides how right on he was, Maud Gonne? From a fragile memory: That the night come She lived in storm and strife Her soul had such desire for what proud death...
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