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After the feet of beauty fly my own.

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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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.
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We think-although of course, now, we very seldom Clearly think- That the other side of War is Peace.
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It's not true that life is one damn thing after another it is one damn thing over and over.
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You are loved. If so, what else matters?
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Sorrow like a ceaseless rain Beats upon my heart. People twist and scream in pain-- Dawn will find them still again This has neither wax nor wane, Neither stop nor start.
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I had a little sorrow, Born of a little sin.
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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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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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If I could have two things in one: the peace of the grave, and the light of the sun.
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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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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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Martyred many times must be Who would keep his country free.
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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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Safe upon the solid rock the ugly houses stand. Come and see my shining palace built upon the sand!
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That which has quelled me, lives with me, Accomplice in catastrophe.
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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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Heap not on this mound roses that she loved so well why bewilder her with roses that she cannot see or smell.
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Guess I'll weep awhile. Guess I won't, I mean.
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Beauty in all things-no, we cannot hope for that but some place set apart for it.
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The heart grows weary after a little Of what it loved for a little while.
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