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Edna St. Vincent Millay
1892 - 1950
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Macdougal Street
As I went walking up and down to take the evening air, / (Sweet to meet upon the street, why must I be so shy?) / I saw him lay his hand upon her torn black hair;
Mariposa
Butterflies are white and blue / In this field we wander through. / Suffer me to take your hand.
Memorial To D. C
[VASSAR COLLEGE, 1918] / Oh, loveliest throat of all sweet throats, / Where now no more the music is,
Midnight Oil
Cut if you will, with Sleep's dull knife, / Each day to half its length, my friend,-- / The years that Time takes off life,
Ode To Silence
Aye, but she? / Your other sister and my other soul / Grave Silence, lovelier
Passer Mortuus Est
Death devours all lovely things; / Lesbia with her sparrow / Shares the darkness,--presently
Pastoral
If it were only still!-- / With far away the shrill / Crying of a cock;
Portrait by a Neighbor
Before she has her floor swept / Or her dishes done, / Any day you'll find her
Prayer To Persephone
Be to her, Persephone, / All the things I might not be; / Take her head upon your knee.
Recuerdo
We were very tired, we were very merry-- / We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry. / It was bare and bright, and smelled like a stable--
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