To quote a famous writer...
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As we are travelling through the United Kingdom, the literary amongst our travel blog readers may be waiting with baited breath for more photographs and references to sites of significant historical literary figures.
But alas my learned friends, there will be no photographs of the final resting place of W. B. Yeats who, although he died in France, was laid to rest as requested, here in Ireland, in the shadow of the magnificent mountain known as Benbulben
This somehow became a prerequisite for visiting such sites, following my insistence that we visit Dove Cottage in the Lakes District of England, the unassuming and revenue-raising residence of William Wordsworth. Brendon was not only underwhelmed with the house but also unimpressed with my inability to quote even one line of his work. Consequently, as we approached Yeat's final resting place and I was ashamedly unable to quote this nation’s great poet and playwright, I was therefore only able to glimpse the grave of W. B. Yeats as we drove on in the late afternoon shadow of Benbulben.
If only I could have called to mind some lines from "Men Improve with the Years".
We did manage a photograph with Oscar Wilde in Galway though. He's the one on the left of the photograph.
"It is only by contact with the art of foreign nations that the art of a country gains that individual and separate life that we call nationality."