I t close of day
ing h vivid faces
From ter or desk among grey
Eigury houses.
I he head
Or polite meaningless words,
Or have lingered awhile and said
Polite meaningless words,
And t before I had done
Of a mog tale ibe
to please a panion
Around t the club,
Beiain t they and I
But lived wley is worn:
All cterly:
A terrible beauty is born.
t
In ignorant good-will,
s in argument
Until her voice grew shrill.
voice more s than hers
iful,
So harriers?
t a school
And rode our winged horse;
ther his helper and friend
as ing into his force;
he end,
So sensitive ure seemed,
S and s .
ther man I had dreamed
A drunken, vainglorious lout.
bitter wrong
to some w,
Yet I number he song;
oo,
In the casual edy;
oo, urn,
transformed utterly:
A terrible beauty is born.
s h one purpose alone
ter seem
Eo a stone
to trouble tream.
t es from the road.
t range
From cloud to tumbling cloud,
Minute by mihey ge;
A sream
Ce by minute;
A he brim,
And a ;
the long-legged moor-hens dive,
And o moor-cocks call;
Minute by mihey live:
tones in t of all.
too long a sacrifice
make a stone of t.
O w suffice?
t is , our part
to murmur name upon name,
As a mother names her child
last has e
On limbs t had run wild.
is it but nightfall?
No, no, not nig death;
as it needless deater all?
Fland may keep faith
For all t is done and said.
e knoheir dream; enough
to knohey dreamed and are dead;
And w if excess of love
Beill they died?
I e it out in a verse -
Maagh and MacBride
And olly and Pearse
o be,
herever green is worn,
Are cterly:
A terrible beauty is born.
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