The Suicide (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
Curse thee, Life, I will live with thee no more! Thou hast mocked me, starved me, beat my body sore! ...
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 ...
We were very tired, we were very merry — We had gone back and forth all night upon the ferry. It was bare and bright, and smelled like a stable — But we looked into a fire, we leaned across a table, We lay on the hill-top underneath the moon; And the whistles kept blowing, and the dawn came soon. We were very tired, we were very merry — We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry; And you ate an apple, and I ate a pear, From a dozen of each we had bought somewhere; And the sky went wan, and the wind came cold, And the sun rose dripping, a bucketful of gold. We were very tired, we were very merry, We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry. We hailed, "Good morrow, mother!" to a shawl-covered head, And bought a morning paper, which neither of us read; And she wept, "God bless you!" for the apples and the pears, And we gave her all our money but our subway fares.(Edna St. Vincent Millay)
Ho, Giant! This is I!I have built me a bean-stalk into your sky!La,—but it's lovely, up so high!This ...
Searching my heart for its true sorrow,This is the thing I find to be:That I am weary of words and ...
I shall die, but that is all that I shall do for Death.I hear him leading his horse out of ...
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, ...
Whereas at morning in a Jeweled CrownI bit my fingers and was hard to please,Having shook disaster till the fruit ...
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, I have forgotten, and what arms have lain Under my ...
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, I have forgotten, and what arms have lain Under my ...
I thought, as I wiped my eyes on the corner of my apron: Penelope did this too. And more than ...
WE were very tired, we were very merry We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry. It ...
"Curse thee, Life, I will live with thee no more! Thou hast mocked me, starved me, beat my body sore! ...
I shall die, but that is all that I shall do for Death. I hear him leading his horse out ...
Searching my heart for its true sorrow, This is the thing I find to be: That I am weary of ...
Not in this chamber only at my birth- When the long hours of that mysterious night Were over, and the ...
Ho, Giant! This is I! I have built me a bean-stalk into your sky! La,-but it's lovely, up so high! ...
Whereas at morning in a Jeweled Crown I bit my fingers and was hard to please, Having shook disaster till ...
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