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I love humanity but I hate people.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
Age: 58 †
Born: 1892
Born: February 22
Died: 1950
Died: October 19
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Beautiful as a dandelion-blossom, golden in the green grass, This life can be. Common as a dandelion-blossom, beautiful in the clean grass, not beautiful Because common, beautiful because beautiful, Noble because common, because free.
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What should I be but just what I am?
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Love is not all it is not meat nor drink.
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This have I known always: Love is no more than the wide blossom which the wind assails, than the great tide that treads the shifting shore, strewing fresh wreckage gathered in the gales Pity me that the heart is slow to learn, that the swift mind beholds at every turn.
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I know I am but summer to your heart, and not the full four seasons of the year.
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After the feet of beauty fly my own.
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Beauty never slumbers All is in her name But the rose remembers The dust from which it came.
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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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If ever I said in grief or pride, I'd tired of honest things, I lied.
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Not for the flag Of any land because myself was born there Will I give up my life. But I will love that land where man is free, And that will I defend.
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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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O troubled forms, O early love unfortunate and hard, Time has estranged you into a jewel cold and pure
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Safe upon the solid rock the ugly houses stand. Come and see my shining palace built upon the sand!
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Pour away despair and rinse the cup. Eat happiness like bread.
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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.
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Strange how few, After alls said and done, the things that are Of moment.
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Music my rampart, and my only one.
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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.
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You see, I am a poet, and not quite right in the head, darling. It’s only that.
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What terrible fear causes Man to address the Void as Thou?
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