William Butler Yeats - Aedh tells of the perfect Beauty lyrics

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William Butler Yeats - Aedh tells of the perfect Beauty lyrics

O cloud-pale eyelids, dream-dimmed eyes The poets labouring all their days To build a perfect beauty in rhyme Are overthrown by a woman's gaze And by the unlabouring brood of the skies: And therefore my heart will bow, when dew Is dropping sleep, until God burn time, Before the unlabouring stars and you.