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II

by W. B. Yeats

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Certain Artists Bring Her Dolls and Drawings
Bring where our Beauty lies A new modelled doll, or drawing, With a friend’s or an enemy’s Features, or maybe showing Her features when a tress Of dull red hair was flowing Over some silken dress Cut in the Turkish fashion, Or it may be like a boy’s. We have given the world our passion, We have naught for death but toys.

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