I WOULD be ignorant as the dawn <br />That has looked down <br />On that old queen measuring a town <br />With the pin of a brooch, <br />Or on the withered men that saw <br />From their pedantic Babylon <br />The careless planets in their courses, <br />The stars fade out where the moon comes. <br />And took their tablets and did sums; <br />I would be ignorant as the dawn <br />That merely stood, rocking the glittering coach <br />Above the cloudy shoulders of the horses; <br />I would be -- for no knowledge is worth a straw -- <br />Ignorant and wanton as the dawn.<br /><br />William Butler Yeats<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-dawn/
