Vincent Millay Quotes (10 Quotes)


    April comes like an idiot, babbling and stewing flowers.






    Well, I have lost you and I lost you fairlyIn my own way, and with my full consent.Say what you will, kings in a tumbrel rarelyWent to their deaths more proud than this one went.Some nights of apprehension and hot weepingI will confess but that's permitted meDay dried my eyes I was not one for keepingRubbed in a cage a wing that would be free.If I had loved you less or played you slylyI might have held you for a summer more,But at the cost of words I value highly,And no such summer as the one before.Should I outlive this anguish-and men do-I shall have only good to say of you.

    Think not for this, however, the poor treasonOf my stout blood against my staggering brain,I shall remember you with love, or seasonMy scorn with pity - let me make it plainI find this frenzy insufficient reasonFor conversation when we meet again.

    Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave. I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.

    A person who publishes a book appears willfully in public with his pants down.

    I dread no more the first white in my hair, Or even age itself, the easy shoe, The cane, the wrinkled hands, the special chair Time, doing this to me, may alter too My sorrow, into something I can bear.


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