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A Man Who Has Nothing In Particular To Recommend Him Discusses All Sorts of Subjects at Random as Though He Knew Everything

Baby, Knock Me A Kiss

Happy Saint Valentine’s Day!

      I bring you with reverent hands
      The books of my numberless dreams,
      White woman that passion has worn
      As the tide wears the dove-grey sands,
      And with heart more old than the horn
      That is brimmed from the pale fire of time:
      White woman with numberless dreams,
      I bring you my passionate rhyme. 
       

                                                      William Butler Yeats – A Poet To His Beloved

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