Sonnets 08: And You As Well Must Die, Beloved Du (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
And you as well must die, beloved dust, And all your beauty stand you in no stead; This flawless, vital ...
And you as well must die, beloved dust, And all your beauty stand you in no stead; This flawless, vital ...
Love, if I weep it will not matter, And if you laugh I shall not care; Foolish am I to ...
My most Distinguished Guest and Learned Friend, The pallid hare that runs before the day Having brought your earnest counsels ...
I LOVE, though for this you riddle me with darts, And drag me at your chariot till I die, Oh, ...
When we are old and these rejoicing veins Are frosty channels to a muted stream, And out of all our ...
Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain; Nor yet ...
Love has gone and left me and the days are all alike; Eat I must, and sleep I will,-and would ...
OH, Prue she has a patient man, And Joan a gentle lover, And Agatha's Arth' is a hug-the-hearth, But my ...
Being Young and Green, I said in love's despite: Never in the world will I to living wight Give over, ...
No matter what I say, All that I really love Is the rain that flattens on the bay, And the ...
Death devours all lovely things; Lesbia with her sparrow Shares the darkness,-presently Every bed is narrow. Unremembered as old rain ...
I know I am but summer to your heart, And not the full four seasons of the year; And you ...
Spring rides no horses down the hill, But comes on foot, a goose-girl still. And all the loveliest things there ...
What should I be but a prophet and a liar, Whose mother was a leprechaun, whose father was a friar? ...
I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground. So it is, and so ...
Not even my pride shall suffer much; Not even my pride at all, maybe, If this ill-timed, intemperate clutch Be ...
Not with libations, but with shouts and laughter We drenched the altars of Love's sacred grove, Shaking to earth green ...
Here is a wound that never will heal, I know, Being wrought not of a dearness and a death, But ...
There it was I saw what I shall never forget And never retrieve. Monstrous and beautiful to human eyes, hard ...
God had called us, and we came; Our loved Earth to ashes left; Heaven was a neighbor's house, Open to ...
Aye, but she? Your other sister and my other soul Grave Silence, lovelier Than the three loveliest maidens, what of ...
XLI I, being born a woman and distressed By all the needs and notions of my kind, Am urged by ...
Into the golden vessel of great song Let us pour all our passion; breast to breast Let other lovers lie, ...
My heart is what it was before, A house where people come and go; But it is winter with your ...
(He speaks, but to himself, being aware how it is with her) Think not I have not heard. Well-fanged the ...
As to some lovely temple, tenantless Long since, that once was sweet with shivering brass, Knowing well its altars ruined ...
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