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• After all my erstwhile dear, my no longer cherished; Need we say it was not love, just because it perished?

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Heartbreak, Needs, Dear

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (2003). “Edna St. Vincent Millay: Selected Poems”, p.59, Library of America

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• We are all ruled in what we do by impulses; and these impulses are so organized that our actions in general serve for our self preservation and that of the race.

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  Race, Self, Our Actions

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• We were so wholly one I had not thought That we could die apart. I had not thought That I could move,—and you be stiff and still! That I could speak,—and you perforce be dumb! I think our heart-strings were, like warp and woof In some firm fabric, woven in and out; Your golden filaments in fair design Across my duller fibre.

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Moving, Heart, Thinking

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (2007). “The Collected Poetry of Edna St. Vincent Millay”, p.25, Filiquarian Publishing, LLC.

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• I find that I never lose Bach. I don't know why I have always loved him so. Except that he is so pure, so relentless and incorruptible, like a principle of geometry.

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Music, Principles, Relentless

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (1972). “Letters of Edna St. Vincent Millay”

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• My candle burns at both ends

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Ends, Candle

  A Few Figs from Thistles "First Fig" l. 1 (1920)

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• A person who publishes a book willfully appears before the populace with his pants down. If it is a good book nothing can hurt him. If it is a bad book nothing can help him.

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Hurt, Book, Writing

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• After the feet of beauty fly my own.

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  Feet, My Own

  Edna St Vincent, Edna St. Vincent Millay (2013). “The Edna St. Vincent Millay Collection”, p.41, eBookIt.com

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• Father, I beg of Thee a little task To dignify my days, 'tis all I ask.

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  Father, Tasks, Littles

  Edna St Vincent, Edna St. Vincent Millay (2013). “The Edna St. Vincent Millay Collection”, p.132, eBookIt.com

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• l am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground. So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind: Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Crowned With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Wise, Time, Heart

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (2003). “Edna St. Vincent Millay: Selected Poems”, p.94, Library of America

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• A Poem from Edna St. Vincent Millay: Grown-up Was it for this I uttered prayers, And sobbed and cursed and kicked the stairs, That now, domestic as a plate, I should retire at half-past eight?

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  Prayer, Past, Eight

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

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• I make bean stalks, I'm A builder, like yourself.

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  Work, Garden, Essentials

  Edna St Vincent, Edna St. Vincent Millay (2013). “The Edna St. Vincent Millay Collection”, p.159, eBookIt.com

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• Lord, I do fear Thou'st made the world too beautiful this year My soul is all but out of me-let fall No burning leaf; prithee, let no bird call.

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Beautiful, Fear, Fall

  1917 God's World.

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• Oh, children, growing up to be Adventurers into sophistry, Forbear, forbear to be of those That read the rood to learn the rose.

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Education, Children, Growing Up

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

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• O troubled forms, O early love unfortunate and hard,
  Time has estranged you into a jewel cold and pure

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Hard Times, Jewels, Lovers

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

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• I know I am but summer to your heart, And not the full four seasons of the year; And you must welcome from another part Such noble moods as are not mine, my dear. No gracious weight of golden fruits to sell Have I, nor any wise and wintry thing; And I have loved you all too long and well To carry still the high sweet breast of Spring. Wherefore I say: O love, as summer goes, I must be gone, steal forth with silent drums, That you may hail anew the bird and rose When I come back to you, as summer comes. Else will you seek, at some not distant time, Even your summer in another clime.

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  Summer, Wise, Sweet

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (2014). “Millay: Poems”, p.170, Everyman's Library

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• He that would eat of love must eat it where it hangs.

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Love

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (2003). “Edna St. Vincent Millay: Selected Poems”, p.75, Library of America

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• Longing alone is singer to the lute.

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  Singers, Longing

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (2014). “Millay: Poems”, p.156, Everyman's Library

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• 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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• Spring TO what purpose, April, do you return again? Beauty is not enough. You can no longer quiet me with the redness Of little leaves opening stickily. I know what I know. The sun is hot on my neck as I observe The spikes of the crocus. The smell of the earth is good. It is apparent that there is no death. But what does that signify? Not only under ground are the brains of men Eaten by maggots. Life in itself Is nothing, An empty cup, a flight of uncarpeted stairs. It is not enough that yearly, down this hill, April Comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers.

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  Spring, Flower, Men

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (2009). “Second April: Easyread Super Large 18pt Edition”, p.1, ReadHowYouWant.com

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• Euclid Alone Has Looked on Beauty Bare.

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  Math, Euclid, Mathematical Beauty

  "Euclid Alone Has Looked on Beauty Bare" l. 11 (1923)

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• I screamed, and--lo!--Infinity
  Came down and settled over me

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Down And, Infinity

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (2013). “Early Poems”, p.3, Courier Corporation

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• Earth does not understand her child,
  Who from the loud gregarious town
  Returns, depleted and defiled,
  To the still woods, to fling him down.

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Children, Doe, Earth

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (1934). “Wine from these grapes”

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• Euclid alone Has looked on Beauty bare. Fortunate they Who, though once only and then but far away, Have heard her massive sandal set on stone.

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  Stones, Far Away, Euclid

  "Euclid Alone Has Looked on Beauty Bare" l. 11 (1923)

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• 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.

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  Life, Eye, Snow

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

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• I only know that summer sang in me A little while, that in me sings no more.

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Summer, Littles, Knows

  'The Harp-Weaver and Other Poems' (1923) sonnet 19

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