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We think-although of course, now, we very seldom Clearly think- That the other side of War is Peace.
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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If I could have two things in one: the peace of the grave, and the light of the sun.
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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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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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