W. B. Yeats Poems

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W. B. Yeats

the stare's nest by my window
The bees build in the crevices
Of loosening masonry, and there
The mother birds bring grub... [read poem]
the player piano
I ate pancakes one night in a Pancake House
Run by a lady my age. She was gay.
When I told... [read poem]
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