She might, so noble from head
To great shapely knees,
The long flowing line,
Have walked to the altar
Through the holy images
At Pallas Athene's side,
Or been fit spoil for a centaur
Drunk with the unmixed wine.
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A THOUGHT FROM PROPERTIUS · William Butler Yeats · Poetry Cove