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. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SONG OF THE PILGRIMS by RUPERT BROOKE SEVEN AGES OF MAN, FR. AS YOU LIKE IT by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE A WOMAN'S APOLOGY by ALFRED AUSTIN LEGEND OF HAMILTON TIGHE by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM A NEW PILGRIMAGE: 38 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 3 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH |