Eight Sonnets (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
I When you, that at this moment are to me Dearer than words on paper, shall ...
I When you, that at this moment are to me Dearer than words on paper, shall ...
When will you learn, myself, to bea dying leaf on a living tree?Budding, swelling, growing strong,Wearing green, but not for ...
Hearing your words, and not a word among them Tuned to my liking, on a salty day When inland woods ...
Cold wind of autumn, blowing loudAt dawn, a fortnight overdue,Jostling the doors, and tearing throughMy bedroom to rejoin the cloud,I ...
Even in the moment of our earliest kiss,When sighed the straitened bud into the flower,Sat the dry seed of most ...
When reeds are dead and straw to thatch the marshes, And feathered pampas-grass rides into the wind Like Ag?d warriors ...
Cold wind of autumn, blowing loud At dawn, a fortnight overdue, Jostling the doors, and tearing through My bedroom to ...
When reeds are dead and a straw to thatch the marshes, And feathered pampas-grass rides into the wind Like aged ...
When will you learn, myself, to be a dying leaf on a living tree? Budding, swelling, growing strong, Wearing green, ...
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