Love Poems – Page 120
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God's World - Vincent Millay
O world, I cannot hold thee close enough! / Thy winds, thy wide gray skies! / Thy mists, that roll and rise! … -
Ashes of Life - Vincent Millay
Love has gone and left me, and the days are all alike. / Eat I must, and sleep I will—and would that night were here! / But ah, to lie awake and hear the slow hours strike! … -
The Shroud - Vincent Millay
Death, i say, my heart is bowed / Unto thine, O mother! / This red gown will make a shroud … -
Great City
When i returned at sunset, / The serving-maid was singing softly / Under the dark stairs, and in the house … -
Youth in Arms
Happy boy, happy boy, / David the immortal-willed, / Youth a thousand thousand times … -
The Strange Companion
That strange companion came on shuffling feet, / Passed me, then turned, and touched my arm. / He said (and he was melancholy, … -
The Hotel
The long resounding marble corridors, the shining parlors with. shining women in them. / The French room, with its gilt and garlands under plump little tumbling painted Loves. / The Turkish room, with its jumble of many carpets and its stiffly squared un-Turkish chairs. … -
The Turbine
Look at her—there she sits upon her throne / As ladylike and quiet as a nun! / But if you cross her—whew! her thunderbolts … -
On the Porch
As i lie roofed in, screened in, / From the pattering rain, / The summer rain— … -
The Wonder of It
How wild, how witch-like weird that life should be! / That the insensate rock dared dream of me, / And take to bursting out and burgeoning— …
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