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Edna St. Vincent Millay

Edna St. Vincent Millay

playwright, poet, translator, librettist, writer

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1892  – 1950

Edna St. Vincent Millay was an American lyrical poet and playwright. Millay was a renowned social figure and noted feminist in New York City during the Roaring Twenties and beyond. She also wrote prose under the pseudonym Nancy Boyd.

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I shall think of you

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I went to Boston fully expecting to be arrested - arrested by a polizia created by a government that my ancestors rebelled to establish.

Edna St. Vincent Millay

Oh, friend, forget not, when you fain would note

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TO what purpose, April, do you return again?

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After all, my erstwhile dear,

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I will come back to you, I swear I will;

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Listen, children:

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Now goes under, and I watch it go under, the sun

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My candle burns at both ends;

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Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave

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And must I then, indeed, Pain, live with you

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Edna St. Vincent Millay

The first rose on my rose-tree

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God, I can push the grass apart and lay my finger on Thy heart.

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Edna St. Vincent Millay

My heart is warm with the friends I make,

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Edna St. Vincent Millay

I will come back to you, I swear I will;

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Please give me some good advice in your next letter. I promise not to follow it.

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SHE is neither pink nor pale,

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The soul can split the sky in two and let the face of God shine through.

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Listen, children:

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Not truth, but faith, it is that keeps the world alive.

Edna St. Vincent Millay

Beauty is whatever gives joy.

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Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave

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And all at once the heavy night

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Edna St. Vincent Millay

Pity me that the heart is slow to learn

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No one but Night, with tears on her dark face, watches beside me in this windy place.

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Stranger, pause and look;

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