Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
When Helen LivedWilliam Butler Yeats
W
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 walked with her boy,
Had given, but as the rest
Of the men and women of Troy,
A word and a jest.