For one throb of the artery,
While on that old grey stone I Sat
Under the old wind-broken tree,
I knew that One is animate,
Mankind inanimate phantasy.

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Poet: William Butler Yeats
Poem: A Meditation In Time Of War
Volume: Michael Robartes and the Dancer
Year: Published/Written in 1921
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Nov 25 2003
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