Wells Quotes by Edna St. Vincent Millay

8 Wells quotes by Edna St. Vincent Millay

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Millay’s poetic sensibility shines in these eight brief well‑related verses. Though the collection is modest, each line carries the cadence of her lyricism, inviting readers to feel the quiet currents beneath the surface.

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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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This book, when I am dead, will be A little faint perfume of me. People who knew me well will say, She…

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What the customer demands is last year's model, cheaper. To find out what the customer needs you have to understand what the…

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And what are you that, missing you, I should be kept awake As many nights as there are days With weeping for…

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One things there's no getting by, I've been a wicked girl, Says I... But, if I can't be sorry I might as…

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

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So up I got in anger, And took a book I had, And put a ribbon on my hair To please a…

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I know I am but summer to your heart, And not the full four seasons of the year; And you must welcome…

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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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