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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
Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Beauty
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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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But far, oh, far as passionate eye can reach, And long, ah, long as rapturous eye can cling, The world is mine: blue hill, still silver lake, Broad field, bright flower, and the long white road A gateless garden, and an open path: My feet to follow, and my heart to hold.
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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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Please give me some good advice in your next letter. I promise not to follow it.
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Not Truth, but Faith it is that keeps the world alive.
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Time can make soft that iron wood.
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A grave is such a quiet place.
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O world, I cannot hold thee close enough!
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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 love you Wednesday, What is that to you? I do not love you Thursday - so much is true.
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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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That is my being, the madness of an unaccustomed mood.
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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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There is no shelter in you anywhere.
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But she was not made for any man, and she will never be all mine.
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Guess I'll weep awhile. Guess I won't, I mean.
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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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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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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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And all the loveliest things there be come simply, so it seems to me.
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