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In Memory of W.B. Yeats

In Memory of W.B. Yeats


by W.H. Auden

Analysis: Steaminess Rating

Exactly how steamy is this poem?


C'mon, folks, have some respect for the dead! OK, Yeats did indeed have a pretty intense love life, and we do hear about the parishes of pretty women that surround him. But that's another story for another time, friends. (Read up on it in "No Second Troy.")

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