Edna St. Vincent Millay Quotes About Eyes

Quotes about: Eyes

• How strange a thing is death, bringing to his knees, bringing to his antlers The buck in the snow . . . Life, looking out attentive from the eyes of the doe.

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Life, Eye, Snow

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (2003). “Edna St. Vincent Millay: Selected Poems”, p.93, Library of America

• She is happy where she lies With the dust upon her eyes.

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Lying, Eye, Dust

  Edna St Vincent, Edna St. Vincent Millay (2013). “The Edna St. Vincent Millay Collection”, p.185, eBookIt.com

• Cruel of heart, lay down my song. Your reading eyes have done me wrong. Not for you was the pen bitten, And the mind wrung, and the song written.

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Song, Reading, Heart

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (1991). “Edna St. Vincent Millay: selected poems : the centenary edition”, Harpercollins

• A person who publishes a book appears willfully in public eye with his pants down.

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Book, Writing, Eye

• Ah, I could lay me down in this long grass And close my eyes, and let the quiet wind Blow over me

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Eye, Blow, Long Grass

  Edna St Vincent, Edna St. Vincent Millay (2013). “The Edna St. Vincent Millay Collection”, p.155, eBookIt.com

• I would I were alive again To kiss the fingers of the rain, To drink into my eyes the shine Of every slanting silver line, To catch the freshened, fragrant breeze From drenched and dripping apple-trees. For soon the shower will be done, And then the broad face of the sun Will laugh above the rain-soaked earth Until the world with answering mirth Shakes joyously, and each round drop Rolls twinkling, from its grass-blade top.

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Rain, Eye, Kissing

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (2013). “Early Poems”, p.6, Courier Corporation

• But far, oh, far as passionate eye can reach, And long, ah, long as rapturous eye can cling, The world is mine: blue hill, still silver lake, Broad field, bright flower, and the long white road A gateless garden, and an open path: My feet to follow, and my heart to hold.

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Flower, Heart, Eye

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (2011). “Collected Poems”, p.67, Harper Collins

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