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101 " Second FigSafe upon the solid rock the ugly houses stand: Come and see my shining palace built upon the sand! "
― Edna St. Vincent Millay , A Few Figs from Thistles
102 " The first rose on my rose-tree Budded, bloomed, and shattered, During sad days when to me Nothing mattered. Grief of grief has drained me clean; Still it seems a pity No one saw,—it must have been Very pretty. "
― Edna St. Vincent Millay , Renascence and Other Poems
103 " Strange how few, After all’s said and done, the things that areOf moment. Few indeed! When I can make Of ten small words a rope to hang the world! “I had you and I have you now no more.” There, there it dangles,—where’s the little truth That can for long keep footing under thatWhen its slack syllables tighten to a thought? Here, let me write it down! I wish to see Just how a thing like that will look on paper! “I had you and I have you now no more. "
104 " And her voice is a string of colored beads,Or steps leading into the sea. "
105 " And he whose soul is flat -- the skyWill cave in on him by and by. "
106 " A ghost in marble of a girl you knewWho would have loved you in a day or two. "
107 " ...but the rain Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh Upon the glass and listen for reply... "
― Edna St. Vincent Millay , Collected Poems
108 " I will be the gladdest thingUnder the sun!I will touch a hundred flowersAnd not pick one.I will look at cliffs and cloudsWith quiet eyes,Watch the wind bow down the grass,And the grass rise.And when lights begin to showUp from the town,I will mark which must be mine,And then start down! "
109 " ... but the rainIs full of ghosts tonight "
― Edna St. Vincent Millay , The Harp-Weaver and Other Poems
110 " 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 beautifulBecause common, beautiful because beautiful,Noble because common, because free. "
― Edna St. Vincent Millay , Conversation At Midnight
111 " I, being born a woman and distressed By all the needs and notions of my kind... "
― Edna St. Vincent Millay
112 " Ah! Up then from the ground sprang I And hailed the earth with such a cry As is not heard save from a man Who has been dead, and lives again. About the trees my arms I wound; Like one gone mad I hugged the ground; I raised my quivering arms on high; I laughed and laughed into the sky... "
113 " Ah, I could lay me down in this long grassAnd close my eyes, and let the quiet windBlow over me "
― Edna St. Vincent Millay , Second April
114 " There are a hundred places where I fearTo go,--so with his memory they brim!And entering with relief some quiet placeWhere never fell his foot or shone his faceI say, 'There is no memory of him here!'And so stand stricken, so remembering him! "
115 " I would I were alive againTo kiss the fingers of the rain,To drink into my eyes the shineOf every slanting silver line,To catch the freshened, fragrant breezeFrom drenched and dripping apple-trees.For soon the shower will be done,And then the broad face of the sunWill laugh above the rain-soaked earthUntil the world with answering mirthShakes joyously, and each round dropRolls twinkling, from its grass-blade top. "
116 " How first you knew me in a book I wrote,How first you loved me for a written line "
117 " When you are corn and roses and at restI shall endure, a dense and sanguine ghostTo haunt the scene where I was happiestTo bend above the thing I loved the most "
118 " I saw and heard, and knew at lastThe How and Why of all things, past,and present, and forevermore. "
119 " She learned her hands in a fairy-tale,And her mouth on a valentine. "
120 " But she was not made for any man, and she will never be all mine. "