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Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world
---W.B. Yeats
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I bring you with reverent hands
The books of my numberless dreams.
---William Butler Yeats
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Nor dread nor hope attend
A dying animal;
A man awaits his end
Dreading and hoping all.
---William Butler Yeats
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Down the winding cavern we groped our tedious way, till a void boundless as the nether sky appeared beneath us, and we held by the roots of trees and hung over this immensity; but I said: if you please we will commit ourselves to this void and see whether providence is here also.
---William Blake