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    <title>Boyd126</title>
    <Collections>Boyd Letters</Collections>
    <Contributor>Boyd Estate</Contributor>
    <Coverage>19 Jan</Coverage>
    <Creator>Linen Hall Library</Creator>
    <Date>Wednesday, March 16, 2016</Date>
    <Format>TIFF</Format>
    <Identifier>Boyd126</Identifier>
    <ItemDescription>Letter</ItemDescription>
    <Keywords>Orangism, Yeats</Keywords>
    <Language>English</Language>
    <Path>https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/boyd126</Path>
    <Publisher>Linen Hall Library</Publisher>
    <Relation>Linen Hall Library</Relation>
    <Rights>Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA</Rights>
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    <Source>LHL Archive</Source>
    <Transcript>﻿9
though they’re unaware of it.
But I mustn’t go on about
Orangism, though myone of
my grandfathers was a Past
Pasterof his Lodge and Ihad
an oleograph of Disraeli, Earl
of Beaconsfield, hanging in his
kitchen.He Who Disraeli
was my grandfather heneither
knew nor cared: he was
that kind of a man, ignorant
as the dawn, as Yeats
says somewhere.  He never
read a book in his lief
and found the news paper hard
going

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