“You that would judge me, do not judge
alone this book or that,
come to this hallowed place where my friends’
portraits hang and look thereon;
Ireland’s history in their lineaments trace;
think where man’s glory most begins and
ends and say my glory was I had such friends.”
(William Butler Yeats)
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