Bill, Bill, Vlad....and Tom?

[Heikki Raudaskoski]

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I bring you with reverent hands
The books of my numberless dreams,
White woman that passion has worn
As the tide wears the dove-grey sands,
And with heart more old than the horn
That is brimmed from the pale fire of time:
White woman with numberless dreams,
I bring you my passionate rhyme.


W.B. Yeats, "A Poet to His Beloved"
_The Wind Among the Reeds_ (1899)

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