First to the erthe I bequethe his parte

First to the erthe I bequethe his parte,
My wretched careyn is but fowle claye,
Like than to like, erthe in erthe to laye;
Sith it is, according by it I wolle abide,
As for the first parte of my wille, that erthe erthe hide.

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Irish poet and one of the foremost figures of 20th-century literature. Awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1923.

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