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Had W. B. Yeats stood at the gates of Lissadell, 87 Upper Newcastle today, he might have recognised something familiar: an old house with a past, standing quietly and waiting for someone with the imagination to write its next chapter.

THERE HAS been much quiet paranoia among the political and arts establishments on the subject of how to mark the centenary of the Easter Rising. The difficulty is the Rising was a revolutionary event to which most of our political class, and your average arts sector salary drawer, are spiritually opposed.