Ode To Silence (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
Aye, but she?Your other sister and my other soulGrave Silence, lovelierThan the three loveliest maidens, what of her?Clio, not you,Not ...
Aye, but she?Your other sister and my other soulGrave Silence, lovelierThan the three loveliest maidens, what of her?Clio, not you,Not ...
Curse thee, Life, I will live with thee no more! Thou hast mocked me, starved me, beat my body sore! ...
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 ...
As to some lovely temple, tenantlessLong since, that once was sweet with shivering brass,Knowing well its altars ruined and the ...
Not with libations, but with shouts and laughterWe drenched the altars of Love's sacred grove,Shaking to earth green fruits, impatient ...
White with daisies and red with sorrel And empty, empty under the sky! - Life is a quest and love ...
Still must the poet as of old, In barren attic bleak and cold, Starve, freeze, and fashion verses to Such ...
"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! ...
Aye, but she? Your other sister and my other soul Grave Silence, lovelier Than the three loveliest maidens, what of ...
White with daisies and red with sorrel And empty, empty under the sky!- Life is a quest and love a ...
(He speaks, but to himself, being aware how it is with her) Think not I have not heard. Well-fanged the ...
STILL must the poet as of old, In barren attic bleak and cold, Starve, freeze, and fashion verses to Such ...
ALL right, Go ahead! What's in a name? I guess I'll be locked into As much as I'm locked out ...
Not with libations, but with shouts and laughter We drenched the altars of Love's sacred grove, Shaking to earth green ...
As to some lovely temple, tenantless Long since, that once was sweet with shivering brass, Knowing well its altars ruined ...
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