Edna St. Vincent Millay Quotes About Age

Quotes about: Age

• Youth, have no pity; leave no farthing here For age to invest in compromise and fear.

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Age, Youth, Aging

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (2003). “Edna St. Vincent Millay: Selected Poems”, p.158, Library of America

• Upon this gifted age, in its dark hour falls from the sky a meteoric shower of facts; They lie unquestioned, uncombined. Wisdom enough to leech us of our ill is daily spun, But there exists no loom to weave it into fabric.

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Educational, Lying, Fall

• Childhood is not from birth to a certain age and at a certain age. The child is grown, and puts away childish things. Childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies.

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Children, Childhood, Age

  Wine from these Grapes (1934) "Childhood is the Kingdom where Nobody dies"

• Stranger, pause and look; From the dust of ages Lift this little book, Turn the tattered pages, Read me, do not let me die! Search the fading letters finding Steadfast in the broken binding All that once was I!

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Book, Dust, Broken

  Edna St Vincent, Edna St. Vincent Millay (2013). “The Edna St. Vincent Millay Collection”, p.166, eBookIt.com

• I dread no more the first white in my hair, Or even age itself, the easy shoe, The cane, the wrinkled hands, the special chair: Time, doing this to me, may alter too My anguish, into something I can bear

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Hair, Hands, Shoes

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (2003). “Selected Poems”

• Here's a song was never sung: Growing old is dying young.

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Song, Dying, Age

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (2008). “Early Poems”, p.62, Courier Corporation

• When we are old and these rejoicing veins
  Are frosty channels to a muted stream,
  And out of all our burning there remains
  No feeblest spark to fire us, even in dream,
  This be our solace: that it was not said
  When we were young and warm and in our prime,
  Upon our couch we lay as lie the dead,
  Sleeping away the unreturning time.

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Dream, Lying, Sleep

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (2003). “Selected Poems”

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