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• I shall die, but that is all that I shall do for Death; I am not on his pay-roll.

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Pay, Dies

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (2003). “Edna St. Vincent Millay: Selected Poems”, p.181, Library of America

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• And must I then, indeed, Pain, live with you all through my life?-sharing my fire, my bed, Sharing-oh, worst of all things!-the same head?- And, when I feed myself, feeding you too?

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  Life, Pain, Fire

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (2003). “Edna St. Vincent Millay: Selected Poems”, p.239, Library of America

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• I, being born a woman and distressed By all the needs and notions of my kind, Am urged by your propinquity to find Your person fair, and feel a certain zest To bear your body's weight upon my breast; So subtly is the fume of life designed, To clarify the pulse and cloud the mind, And leave me once again undone, possessed. Think not for this, however, the poor treason Of my stout blood against my staggering brain, I shall remember you with love, or season My scorn with pity, - let me make it plain: I find this frenzy insufficient reason For conversation when we meet again.

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  Thinking, Clouds, Remember You

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (2003). “Edna St. Vincent Millay: Selected Poems”, p.79, Library of America

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• Night falls fast. Today is in the past.

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  Fall, Past, Night

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (2003). “Edna St. Vincent Millay: Selected Poems”, p.201, Library of America

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• All my life, Following Care along the dusty road, Have I looked back on loveliness and sighed.

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  Compassion, Generosity, Care

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

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• pity me that the heart is slow to learn what the swift mind beholds at every turn.

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  Learning, Heart, Mind

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (2003). “Edna St. Vincent Millay: Selected Poems”, p.19, Library of America

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• But you, you foolish girl, you have gone home to a leaky castle across the sea to lie awake in linen smelling of lavender, and hear the nightingale, and long for me.

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  Girl, Lying, Home

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (1956). “Collected Poems”, HarperCollins Publishers

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• Ah! Up then from the ground sprang I And hailed the earth with such a cry As is not heard save from a man Who has been dead, and lives again. About the trees my arms I wound; Like one gone mad I hugged the ground; I raised my quivering arms on high; I laughed and laughed into the sky.

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  Men, Sky, Mad

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (2003). “Edna St. Vincent Millay: Selected Poems”, p.38, Library of America

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• 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.

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  Flower, Heart, Eye

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

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• Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain; Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink.

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Love, Rain, Men

  "Love Is Not All" l. 1 (1931)

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• The younger generation forms a country of its own. It has no geographical boundaries. I've talked with young Hungarians in Budapest, with young Italians in Rome, with young Frenchmen in Paris, and with young people all over. ... These young people are going to do things. They are going to change things.

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  Country, Rome, Paris

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• The young are so old, they are born with their fingers crossed.

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  Young, Fingers, Born

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (1956). “Collected Poems”, HarperCollins Publishers

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• I saw and heard, and knew at last The How and Why of all things, past, and present, and forevermore.

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  Past, Lasts, Saws

  Edna St Vincent, Edna St. Vincent Millay (2013). “The Edna St. Vincent Millay Collection”, p.117, eBookIt.com

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• The first rose on my rose-tree Budded, bloomed, and shattered, During sad days when to me Nothing mattered. Grief or grief has drained me clean; Still it seems a pity No one saw,—it must have been Very pretty.

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  Grief, Rose, Tree

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (2014). “Millay: Poems”, p.45, Everyman's Library

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• If I could have two things in one: the peace of the grave, and the light of the sun.

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  Light, Two, Sun

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (1950). “Second April: and, The buck in the snow [and other poems]”

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• You wrote me a beautiful letter, I wonder if you meant it to be as beautiful as it was. I think you did; for somehow I know that your feeling for me, however slight it is, is of the nature of love... When you tell me to come, I will come, by the next train, just as I am. This is not meekness, be assured; I do not come naturally by meekness; know that it is a proud surrender to You.

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  Love, Beautiful, Dream

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• Life in itself Is nothing, An empty cup, a flight of uncarpeted stairs.

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  Life, Cups, Flight

  Edna St Vincent, Edna St. Vincent Millay (2013). “The Edna St. Vincent Millay Collection”, p.148, eBookIt.com

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• Cut if you will with sleep's dull knife, the years from off your life, my friend! the years that death takes off my life, he'll take from off the other end!

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  Sleep, Cutting, Years

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• We think-although of course, now, we very seldom Clearly think- That the other side of War is Peace.

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  War, Thinking, Sides

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (1956). “Collected Poems”, HarperCollins Publishers

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• To a Young Poet Time cannot break the bird's wing from the bird. Bird and wing together Go down, one feather. No thing that ever flew, Not the lark, not you, Can die as others do.

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  Wings, Bird, Together

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (1956). “Collected Poems”, HarperCollins Publishers

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• Beauty in all things-no, we cannot hope for that; but some place set apart for it.

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  Beauty, All Things

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (1956). “Collected Poems”, HarperCollins Publishers

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• Ah, drink again This river that is the taker-away of pain, And the giver-back of beauty! In these cool waves What can be lost?-- Only the sorry cost Of the lovely thing, ah, never the thing itself! The level flood that laves The hot brow And the stiff shoulder Is at our temples now. Gone is the fever, But not into the river; Melted the frozen pride, But the tranquil tide Runs never the warmer for this, Never the colder. Immerse the dream. Drench the kiss. Dip the song in the stream.

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  Running, Dream, Song

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (2003). “Edna St. Vincent Millay: Selected Poems”, p.95, Library of America

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• What terrible fear causes Man to address the Void as Thou?

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  Men, Addresses, Void

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• Curse thee, Life, I will live with thee no more! Thou hast mocked me, starved me, beat my body sore! And all for a pledge that was not pledged by me, I have kissed thy crust and eaten sparingly That I might eat again, and met thy sneers With deprecations, and thy blows with tears.

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  Sad, Blow, Tears

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (2012). “The Selected Poetry of Edna St. Vincent Millay”, p.17, Modern Library

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• For the body at best
  Is a bundle of aches,
  Longing for rest;
  It cries when it wakes.

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  Body, Cry, Longing

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (1956). “Collected Poems”, HarperCollins Publishers

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