We have cried in our despair
That men desert,
For some trivial affair
Or noisy, insolent sport,
Beauty that we have won
From bitterest hours;
Yet we, had we walked within
Those topless towers
Where Helen waked with her boy,
Had given but as the rest
Of the men and women of Troy,
A word and a jest.

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Poet: William Butler Yeats
Poem: When Helen Lived
Volume: Responsibilities
Year: Published/Written in 1914
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