I love Yeats so had to visit his resting place. Dusk was falling and the church was quiet and beautiful. His grave is discreet and unassuming. Great tribute to him in Church Courtyard...'but I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet ; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.” ― W.B. Yeats
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