| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | The Dawn | | By William Butler Yeats |
| | | I WOULD be as 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 | 5 |
| From their pedantic Babylon | |
| The careless planets in their courses, | |
| The stars fade out where the moon comes, | |
| And took their tablets and made sums— | |
| Yet did but look, rocking the glittering coach | 10 |
| Above the cloudy shoulders of the horses. | |
| I would be—for no knowledge is worth a straw— | |
| Ignorant and wanton as the dawn. | | | | |
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