Yeats's work must come to her in fragments — a line and a half, two lines — and these she faithfully copies on her typewriter, and even those that his ultimate taste has rejected are treasured up, and perhaps will one day appear in a stately variorum... The Pathos of Distance: A Book of a Thousand and One Moments - Page 39 by James Huneker - 1913 - 394 pages Full view -
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