Renascence (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
All I could see from where I stood Was three long mountains and a wood; I turned and looked another ...
All I could see from where I stood Was three long mountains and a wood; I turned and looked another ...
Curse thee, Life, I will live with thee no more! Thou hast mocked me, starved me, beat my body sore! ...
I When you, that at this moment are to me Dearer than words on paper, shall ...
Read by the poet at The Public Ceremonial of The National Institute of Arts and Letters at Carnegie Hall, New ...
God had called us, and we came;Our loved Earth to ashes left; Heaven was a neighbor's house,Open flung to us, ...
Son, said my mother,When I was knee-high,"You've need of clothes to cover you,And not a rag have I."There's nothing in ...
(He speaks, but to himself, being aware how it is with her)Think not I have not heard.Well-fanged the double wordAnd ...
Ah, could I lay me down in this long grassAnd close my eyes, and let the quiet windBlow over me—I ...
These hills, to hurt me more,That am hurt already enough,— Having left the sea behind,Having turned suddenly and left the ...
I thought, as I wiped my eyes on the corner of my apron:Penelope did this too.And more than once: you ...
Not in this chamber only at my birth— When the long hours of that mysterious night Were over, ...
Hearing your words, and not a word among them Tuned to my liking, on a salty day When inland woods ...
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, I have forgotten, and what arms have lain Under my ...
II had forgotten how the frogs must soundAfter a year of silence, else I thinkI should not so have ventured ...
I looked in my heart while the wild swans went over. And what did I see I had not seen ...
Wolf! cried my cunning heartAt every sheep it spied,And roused the countryside."Wolf! Wolf!" — and up would startGood neighbours, bringing ...
All I could see from where I stood Was three long mountains and a wood; I turned and looked another ...
Ah, could I lay me down in this long grass And close my eyes, and let the quiet wind Blow ...
"Son," said my mother, When I was knee-high, "you've need of clothes to cover you, and not a rag have ...
"Curse thee, Life, I will live with thee no more! Thou hast mocked me, starved me, beat my body sore! ...
"Wolf!" cried my cunning heart At every sheep it spied, And roused the countryside. "Wolf! Wolf!"-and up would start Good ...
I I had forgotten how the frogs must sound After a year of silence, else I think I should not ...
I looked in my heart while the wild swans went over. And what did I see I had not seen ...
(He speaks, but to himself, being aware how it is with her) Think not I have not heard. Well-fanged the ...
These hills, to hurt me more, That am hurt already enough,- Having left the sea behind, Having turned suddenly and ...
Read by the poet at The Public Ceremonial of The Naional Institute of Arts and Letters at Carnegie Hall, New ...
Not in this chamber only at my birth- When the long hours of that mysterious night Were over, and the ...
AS I went walking up and down to take the evening air, (Sweet to meet upon the street, why must ...
God had called us, and we came; Our loved Earth to ashes left; Heaven was a neighbor's house, Open to ...
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, I have forgotten, and what arms have lain Under my ...
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