Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems
The Suicide
"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... more
Poet: Edna St. Vincent Millay rating:  First Fig
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends"”
It gives a lovely light.
Poet: Edna St. Vincent Millay rating: The Ballad Of The Harp-Weaver
"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 the house
To make a boy breeches,
Nor shears to... more
Poet: Edna St. Vincent Millay rating: Well, I Have Lost You
Well, I have lost you; and I lost you fairly;
In my own way, and with my full consent.
Say what you will, kings in a tumbrel rarely
Went to their deaths more proud than this one went.
Some nights... more
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