“A shaft of fire that falls like dew,
And melts and maddens all my blood,
From out thy spirit flashes through
The burning glass of womanhood.”

The Nuts of Knowledge (1903)

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Irish writer, editor, critic, poet, and artistic painter 1867–1935

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