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A ghost in marble of a girl you knew Who would have loved you in a day or two.
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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I am not a tentative person. Whatever I do, I give up my whole self to it.
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Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave. I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.
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When I can make Of ten small words a rope to hang the world! I had you and I have you now no more.
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Should at that moment the full moon Step forth upon the hill, And memories hard to bear at noon, By moonlight harder still, Form in the shadows of the trees, - Things that you could not spare And live, or so you thought, yet these All gone, and you still there, A man no longer what he was, Not yet the thing he planned.
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To what purpose, April, do you return again? Beauty is not enough.
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Thus in the winter stands the lonely tree, Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one, Yet knows its boughs more silent than before
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When you are corn and roses and at rest I shall endure, a dense and sanguine ghost To haunt the scene where I was happiest To bend above the thing I loved the most
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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!
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You are loved. If so, what else matters?
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If I could have two things in one: the peace of the grave, and the light of the sun.
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After the feet of beauty fly my own.
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Her lawn looks like a meadow, And if she mows the place She leaves the clover standing And the Queen Anne's Lace.
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Oh, friend, forget not, when you fain would note In me a beauty that was never mine, How first you knew me in a book I wrote, How first you loved me for a written line.
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If ever I said in grief or pride, I'd tired of honest things, I lied.
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All my life, Following Care along the dusty road, Have I looked back on loveliness and sighed.
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Lord I do fear / Thou'st made the world too beautiful this year.
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pity me that the heart is slow to learn what the swift mind beholds at every turn.
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The younger generation forms a country of its own. It has no geographical boundaries. I've talked with young Hungarians in Budapest, with young Italians in Rome, with young Frenchmen in Paris, and with young people all over. ... These young people are going to do things. They are going to change things.
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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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