Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
The PeacockWilliam Butler Yeats
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That has made a great peacock
With the pride of his eye?
The wind-beaten, stone-grey,
And desolate Three-rock
Would nourish his whim;
Live he or die
Between rock and wet heather,
His ghost will be gay
Adding feather to feather
For the pride of his eye.