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Saturday, July 4, 2009


In a little churchyard in Drumcliffe, the poet William Butler Yeats is buried. There is an ancient Celtic cross just outside the churchyard and the doors to the church have been ornamented with swans, which might be a reference to Wild Swans at Coole,
The trees are in their autumn beauty,
The woodland paths are dry,
Under the October twilight the water Mirrors a still sky;
Upon the brimming water among the stones Are nine and fifty swans.