“Who's that knocking on my grave and will not let me sleep, a year has one” — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
Childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies. Nobody that matters, that is. — Edna St. Vincent Millay Child Copy Share Image
A person who publishes a book appears willfully in public eye with his pants down. — Edna St. Vincent Millay Book Copy Share Image
And he whose soul is flat -- the sky Will cave in on him by and by. — Edna St. Vincent Millay Caves Copy Share Image
The heart grows weary after a little Of what it loved for a little while. — Edna St. Vincent Millay Constancy Copy Share Image
I, being born a woman and distressed By all the needs and notions of my kind... — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
I only know that summer sang in me A little while, that in me sings no more. — Edna St. Vincent Millay Inspirational Copy Share Image
Her lawn looks like a meadow, And if she mows the place She leaves the clover standing And the Queen Anne's Lace. — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
I am not at all in favor of hard work for its own sake; many people who work very hard indeed produce… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
I see things with my own eyes, just as if they were the first eyes that ever saw, and then I set… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
“Was it for this I uttered prayers, And sobbed and cursed and kicked the stairs, That now, domestic as a plate, I… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Grown up Copy Share Image
I find that I never lose Bach. I don't know why I have always loved him so. Except that he is so… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
Progress-progress is the dirtiest word in the language-who ever told us- And made us believe it-that to take a step forward was… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
“About the trees my arms I wound; Like one going mad I hugged the ground; I raised my quivering arms on high;… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
But you, you foolish girl, you have gone home to a leaky castle across the sea to lie awake in linen smelling… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
“Be to her, Persephone, All the things I might not be; Take her head upon your knee. She that was so proud… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Children Copy Share Image
Euclid alone has looked on Beauty bare. Let all who prate of Beauty hold their peace, And lay them prone upon the… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Beauty Copy Share Image
When we are old and these rejoicing veins Are frosty channels to a muted stream, And out of all our burning there… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Age Copy Share Image
My god is all gods in one. When I see a beautiful sunset, I worship the god of Nature; when I see… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
The Englishman foxtrots as he fox-hunts, with all his being, through thickets, through ditches, over hedges, through chiffons, through waiters, over saxophones,… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
Upon this gifted age, in its dark hour falls from the sky a meteoric shower of facts; They lie unquestioned, uncombined. Wisdom… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Age Copy Share Image
There are a hundred places where I fear To go, --so with his memory they brim! And entering with relief some quiet… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
“Degraded bird, I give you back your eyes forever, ascend now whither you are tossed; Forsake this wrist, forsake this rhyme; Soar,… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Bird Copy Share Image
Now the autumn shudders In the rose's root. Far and wide the ladders Lean among the fruit. Now the autumn clambers Up… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Autumn Copy Share Image
“She had a horror he would die at night. And sometimes when the light began to fade She could not keep from… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
“Well, I have lost you; and I lost you fairly; In my own way, and with my full consent. Say what you… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Death Copy Share Image
“Now goes under, and I watch it go under, the sun That will not rise again. Today has seen the setting, in… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Darkness Copy Share Image
Euclid alone has looked on Beauty bare. Let all who prate of Beauty hold their peace, And lay them prone upon the… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
“I shall forget you presently, my dear (Sonnet IV) " I shall forget you presently, my dear, So make the most of… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
I shall die, but that is all that I shall do for Death; I am not on his pay-roll. — Edna St. Vincent Millay Death Copy Share Image
Life isn't one thing after another, it's the same thing over and over. — Edna St. Vincent Millay Life Copy Share Image
What terrible fear causes Man to address the Void as Thou? — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
