Peace (by William Butler Yeats)

Yeats [by George Charles Beresford, 1911]
Peace
by William Butler Yeats
from The Green Helmet and Other Poems [Dundrum: Cuala Press, 1910]
Ah, that Time could touch a form
That could show what Homer's age
Bred to be a hero's wage.
'Were not all her life but storm
Would not painters paint a form
Of such noble lines,' I said,
'Such a delicate high head,
All that sternness amid charm,
All that sweetness amid strength?'
Ah, but peace that comes at length,
Came when Time had touched her form.
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peace Mr. B.
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