Dah Duit (Hi) and welcome

And now for a little Yeats (a little bit of Yeats, not a little Yeats...you know...like a midget or something.)

“For he would be thinking of love
Till the stars had run away
And the shadows eaten the moon…”
—  William Butler Yeats

 “He made the world to be a grassy road
Before her wandering feet.”

—  William Butler Yeats