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I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
W. B. Yeats book covers by Althea Gyles and Thomas Sturge Moore
Lissadell collection
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Was it not strange that by the tideless sea
The jar and hurry of our lives should cease?
That under olive boughs we found our peace
And all the world's great song in Italy?
Eva Gore-Booth to Esther Roper, whom she met in 1896, and who became her life companion
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