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Evil alone has oil for every wheel.
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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Nancy Boyd
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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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And all the loveliest things there be come simply, so it seems to me.
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Please don't think me negligent or rude. I am both, in effect, of course, but please don't think me either.
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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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Progress-progress is the dirtiest word in the language-who ever told us- And made us believe it-that to take a step forward was necessarily, was always A good idea?
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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!
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If I love you Wednesday, What is that to you? I do not love you Thursday - so much is true.
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I had a little sorrow, Born of a little sin.
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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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I screamed, and--lo!--Infinity Came down and settled over me
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Cruel of heart, lay down my song. Your reading eyes have done me wrong. Not for you was the pen bitten, And the mind wrung, and the song written.
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... but the rain Is full of ghosts tonight
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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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I am not a tentative person. Whatever I do, I give up my whole self to it.
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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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Life must go on I forget just why.
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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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No one but Night, with tears on her dark face, watches beside me in this windy place.
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Euclid alone has looked on Beauty bare. Let all who prate of Beauty hold their peace, And lay them prone upon the earth and cease To ponder on themselves, the while they stare At nothing, intricately drawn nowhere.
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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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