Ifs Quotes by Edna St. Vincent Millay

9 Ifs quotes by Edna St. Vincent Millay

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Millay’s verses blend sensuality with sharp insight. Across nine brief lines she turns the ‘if’ into a lyrical exploration of desire and destiny, delivering a succinct, evocative taste of her poetry.

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If ever I said in grief or pride, I'd tired of honest things, I lied.

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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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But if I can't be sorry, why, I might as well be glad!

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Cut if you will with sleep's dull knife, the years from off your life, my friend! the years that death takes off…

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The fabric of my faithful love No power shall dim or ravel Whilst I stay here - but oh, my dear, If…

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Her lawn looks like a meadow, And if she mows the place She leaves the clover standing And the Queen Anne's Lace.

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When you publish something, it is very much as if you pulled your pants down in public. If what you have written…

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You wrote me a beautiful letter, I wonder if you meant it to be as beautiful as it was. I think you…

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I shall forget you presently, my dear, So make the most of this, your little day, Your little month, your little half…

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Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely.

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The first rose on my rose-tree Budded, bloomed, and shattered, During sad days when to me Nothing mattered. Grief or grief has drained me…

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She is happy where she lies With the dust upon her eyes.

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And reaching up my hand to try, I screamed to feel it touch the sky.

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“And you as well must die, beloved dust, And all your beauty stand you in no stead; This flawless, vital hand, this perfect head,…

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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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After the feet of beauty fly my own.

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Some of us have been thinking and talking too long without doing anything. Poems are perfect; picketing, sometimes, is better.

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“But, sure, the sky is big, I said; Miles and miles above my head; So here upon my back I'll lie And look my…

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pity me that the heart is slow to learn what the swift mind beholds at every turn.

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Youth, have no pity; leave no farthing here For age to invest in compromise and fear.

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My god is all gods in one. When I see a beautiful sunset, I worship the god of Nature; when I see a hidden…

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“Tea was sucha comfort.”

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