[Four Sonnets (1922)] (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
I1.Love, though for this you riddle me with darts,.And drag me at your chariot till I die, --.Oh, heavy prince! ...
I1.Love, though for this you riddle me with darts,.And drag me at your chariot till I die, --.Oh, heavy prince! ...
I shall forget you presently, my dear,So make the most of this, your little day,Your little month, your little half ...
(AMSTERDAM, 1645) And there you are again, now as you are. Observe yourself as you discern yourself In your discredited ...
Love is sharper than stones or sticks; Lone as the sea, and deeper blue; Loud in the night as a ...
IV I SHALL forget you presently, my dear, So make the most of this, your little day, Your little month, ...
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