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The Dawn

I WOULD be ignorant as the dawn    
That has looked down    
On that old queen measuring a town    
With the pin of a brooch,    
Or on the withered men that saw          
From their pedantic Babylon    
The careless planets in their courses,    
The stars fade out where the moon comes,    
And took their tablets and did sums;    
I would be ignorant as the dawn
That merely stood, rocking the glittering coach    
Above the cloudy shoulders of the horses;    
I would be—for no knowledge is worth a straw—    
Ignorant and wanton as the dawn.

The Wild Swans at Coole. 1919.

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