I t close of day
Coming h vivid faces
From counter 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 mocking tale or a gibe
to please a companion
Around t the club,
Being certain 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 coming into his force;
he end,
So sensitive ure seemed,
So daring 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 comedy;
oo, urn,
transformed utterly:
A terrible beauty is born.
s h one purpose alone
ter seem
Enced to a stone
to trouble tream.
t comes from the road.
t range
From cloud to tumbling cloud,
Minute by minute they change;
A sream
Ce by minute;
A he brim,
And a ;
the long-legged moor-hens dive,
And o moor-cocks call;
Minute by minute they live:
tones in t of all.
too long a sacrifice
Can 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 come
On limbs t had run wild.
is it but nightfall?
No, no, not nig death;
as it needless deater all?
For England 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 -
MacDonagh and MacBride
And Connolly and Pearse
Noime to be,
herever green is worn,
Are cterly:
A terrible beauty is born.