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    It was the death of Parnell that convinced me that the moment had
    come for work in Ireland, for I knew that for a time the
    imagination of young men would turn from politics. There was a
    little Irish patriotic society of young people, clerks, shop-boys,
    shop-girls, and the like, called the Southwark Irish Literary
    Society. It had ceased to meet because each member of the
    committee had lectured so many times that the girls got the
    giggles whenever he stood up. I invited the committee to my
    father's house at Bedford Park and there proposed a new
    organisation. After a few months spent in founding, with the help
    of T. W. Rolleston, who came to that first meeting and had a
    knowledge of committee work I lacked, the Irish Literary Society,
    which soon included every London Irish author and journalist, I
    went to Dublin and founded there a similar society.

    W. B. Yeats.
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