“Heaven bless the babe!” they said.
“What queer books she must have read!”
(Love, by whom I was beguiled,
Grant I may not bear a child.)
“Little does she guess to-day
What the world may be!” they say.
(Snow, drift deep and cover
Till the spring my murdered lover.)
(Edna St. Vincent Millay)
More Poetry from Edna St. Vincent Millay:
Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems based on Topics: Love, World, Spring, Snow, Books- [Four Sonnets (1922)] (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
- Bluebeard (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
- Interim (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
- Renascence (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
- Ode To Silence (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
- The Suicide (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)