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Where My Books Go-William Butler Yeats

October 20, 2017

TQE

ALL the words that I utter,
And all the words that I write,
Must spread out their wings untiring,
And never rest in their flight,
Till they come where your sad, sad heart is, 5
And sing to you in the night,
Beyond where the waters are moving,
Storm-darken’d or starry bright.

William Butler Yeats | London 1892

Renowned English food writer and journalist, Nigella Lawson pictured here in her London library.

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