Ode To Silence (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
Aye, but she?Your other sister and my other soulGrave Silence, lovelierThan the three loveliest maidens, what of her?Clio, not you,Not ...
Aye, but she?Your other sister and my other soulGrave Silence, lovelierThan the three loveliest maidens, what of her?Clio, not you,Not ...
Mr. Inkle to Mrs. Dinah Inkle, at Glocester Containing A slight Sketch of a travel'd Man--Continuation of the Ball--An Affair ...
Read by the poet at The Public Ceremonial of The National Institute of Arts and Letters at Carnegie Hall, New ...
No sooner, FLAVIO, was you gone, But, your Injunction thought upon, ARDELIA took the Pen; Designing to perform the Task,Her ...
There are who complain that my verse is severe, And what is much worse--that my Book is too dear: The ...
I, too, at length discerned great Hercules' energy mighty,— Saw his shade. He himself was not, alas, to be ...
When I was a lad and went to seaIn Seventy-seven or six maybe,There was ten tall ships on MerseysideDid sail ...
Now sit thee down, Melpomene, Wrapp'd in a sea-coal robe, And tell the doleful tragedy ...
Lofty and enduring is the monument I've reared,— Come, tempests, with your bitterness assailing;And thou, corrosive blasts of time, by ...
AD MELPOMENENHorace: Book III, Ode 30._"Exegi monumentum aere perennius.Regalique situ pyramidum altius"_Look you, the monument I have erected High as ...
Melpomene among her livid people,Ere stroke of lyre, upon Thaleia looks,Warned by old contests that one museful rippleAlong those lips ...
I. Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel! Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye! They could not in the self-same mansion ...
Lofty and enduring is the monument I've reared,-- Come, tempests, with your bitterness assailing; And thou, corrosive blasts of time, ...
No sooner, FLAVIO, was you gone, But, your Injunction thought upon, ARDELIA took the Pen; Designing to perform the Task, ...
Mother of musings, Contemplation sage, Whose grotto stands upon the topmost rock Of Teneriffe; 'mid the tempestuous night, On which, ...
It is full winter now: the trees are bare, Save where the cattle huddle from the cold Beneath the pine, ...
This English Thames is holier far than Rome, Those harebells like a sudden flush of sea Breaking across the woodland, ...
1 AFTER all, not to create only, or found only, But to bring, perhaps from afar, what is already founded, ...
I, too, at length discerned great Hercules' energy mighty,-- Saw his shade. He himself was not, alas, to be seen. ...
Aye, but she? Your other sister and my other soul Grave Silence, lovelier Than the three loveliest maidens, what of ...
Read by the poet at The Public Ceremonial of The Naional Institute of Arts and Letters at Carnegie Hall, New ...
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