[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! ...
Aye, but she?Your other sister and my other soulGrave Silence, lovelierThan the three loveliest maidens, what of her?Clio, not you,Not ...
The room is full of you!—As I came in And closed the door behind me, all at once A something ...
I When you, that at this moment are to me Dearer than words on paper, shall ...
Ho, Giant! This is I!I have built me a bean-stalk into your sky!La,—but it's lovely, up so high!This ...
When will you learn, myself, to bea dying leaf on a living tree?Budding, swelling, growing strong,Wearing green, but not for ...
I think I should have loved you presently,And given in earnest words I flung in jest;And lifted honest eyes for ...
Here is a wound that never will heal, I know,Being wrought not of a dearness and a death,But of a ...
When we are old and these rejoicing veinsAre frosty channels to a muted stream,And out of all our burning their ...
Before she has her floor swept Or her dishes done, Any day you'll find her A-sunning in the sun!It's long ...
Only until this cigarette is ended,A little moment at the end of all,While on the floor the quiet ashes fall,And ...
These wet rocks where the tide has been,Barnacled white and weeded brownAnd slimed beneath to a beautiful green,These wet rocks ...
When we are old and these rejoicing veins Are frosty channels to a muted stream, And out of all our ...
Ho, Giant! This is I! I have built me a bean-stalk into your sky! La,-but it's lovely, up so high! ...
Here is a wound that never will heal, I know, Being wrought not of a dearness and a death, But ...
Aye, but she? Your other sister and my other soul Grave Silence, lovelier Than the three loveliest maidens, what of ...
II I THINK I should have loved you presently, And given in earnest words I flung in jest; And lifted ...
Only until this cigarette is ended, A little moment at the end of all, While on the floor the quiet ...
The room is full of you!-As I came in And closed the door behind me, all at once A something ...
When will you learn, myself, to be a dying leaf on a living tree? Budding, swelling, growing strong, Wearing green, ...
These wet rocks where the tide has been, Barnacled white and weeded brown And slimed beneath to a beautiful green, ...
Before she has her floor swept Or her dishes done, Any day you'll find her A-sunning in the sun! It's ...
Before she has her floor swept Or her dishes done, Any day you'll find her A-sunning in the sun! It's ...
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