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Fatal interview : sonnets, by Edna St. Vincent Millay

Label
Fatal interview : sonnets
Title
Fatal interview
Title remainder
sonnets
Statement of responsibility
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Creator
Contributor
Author
Publisher
Subject
Genre
Language
eng
Cataloging source
SNN
Citation location within source
42
Citation source
Yost, Karl. Bibliography of the works of Edna St. Vincent Millay
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1892-1950
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Millay, Edna St. Vincent
Index
no index present
Literary form
poetry
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Harper & Brothers
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  • Sonnets, American
  • Women poets, American
  • Poetry
  • American poetry
  • American poetry
  • Poetry
  • Sonnets, American
  • Women poets, American
Label
Fatal interview : sonnets, by Edna St. Vincent Millay
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text
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Contents
  • What thing is this that, built of salt and lime -- This beast that rends me in the sight of all -- No lack of counsel from the shrewd and wise -- Nay, learned doctor, these fine leeches fresh -- Of all that ever in extreme disease -- Since I cannot persuade you from this mood -- Night is my sister, and how deep in love -- Yet in an hour to come, disdainful dust -- When you are dead, and your disturbing eyes -- Strange thing that I, by nature nothing prone -- Not in a silver casket cool with pearls -- Olympian gods, mark now my bedside lamp -- I said, seeing how the winter gale increased -- Since of no creature living the last breath -- My worship from this hour the Sparrow-Drawn -- I dreamed I moved among the Elysian fields -- Sweet love, sweet thorn, when lightly to my heart -- Shall I be prisoner till my pulses stop -- My most distinguished guest and learned friend
  • Think not, nor for a moment let your mind -- Gone in good sooth you are: not even in dream -- Now by this moon, before this moon shall wane -- I know the face of Falsehood and her tongue -- Whereas at morning in a jeweled crown -- Peril upon the paths of this desire -- Women have loved before as I love now -- Moon, that against the lintel of the west -- When we are old and these rejoincing veins -- Heart, have no pity on this house of bone -- Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink -- When we that wore the myrtle wear the dust -- Time, that is pleased to lengthen out the day -- Sorrowful dreams remembered after waking -- Most wicked words, forbear to speak them out -- Clearly my ruined garden as it stood -- Hearing your words, and not a word among them -- Believe, if ever the bridges of this town -- You say: "Since life is cruel enough at best" -- Love me no more, now let the god depart -- You loved me not at all, but let it go -- I said in the beginning, did I not -- O ailing Love, compose your struggling wing -- Summer, be seen no more within this wood -- If to be left were to be left alone
  • I know my mind and I have made my choice -- Even in the moment of our earliest kiss -- Well, I have lost you; and I lost you fairly -- Now by the path I climbed, I journey back -- There is a well into whose bottomless eye -- The heart once broken is a heart no more -- If in the years to come you should recall -- Oh, sleep forever in the Latmian cave
Control code
35052974
Dimensions
22 cm
Edition
First edition.
Extent
x pages, 2 unnumbered pages, 52 pages
Lccn
31009922
Media category
unmediated
Media MARC source
rdamedia
Media type code
  • n
System control number
(OCoLC)35052974
Label
Fatal interview : sonnets, by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Publication
Carrier category
volume
Carrier category code
  • nc
Carrier MARC source
rdacarrier
Content category
text
Content type code
  • txt
Content type MARC source
rdacontent
Contents
  • What thing is this that, built of salt and lime -- This beast that rends me in the sight of all -- No lack of counsel from the shrewd and wise -- Nay, learned doctor, these fine leeches fresh -- Of all that ever in extreme disease -- Since I cannot persuade you from this mood -- Night is my sister, and how deep in love -- Yet in an hour to come, disdainful dust -- When you are dead, and your disturbing eyes -- Strange thing that I, by nature nothing prone -- Not in a silver casket cool with pearls -- Olympian gods, mark now my bedside lamp -- I said, seeing how the winter gale increased -- Since of no creature living the last breath -- My worship from this hour the Sparrow-Drawn -- I dreamed I moved among the Elysian fields -- Sweet love, sweet thorn, when lightly to my heart -- Shall I be prisoner till my pulses stop -- My most distinguished guest and learned friend
  • Think not, nor for a moment let your mind -- Gone in good sooth you are: not even in dream -- Now by this moon, before this moon shall wane -- I know the face of Falsehood and her tongue -- Whereas at morning in a jeweled crown -- Peril upon the paths of this desire -- Women have loved before as I love now -- Moon, that against the lintel of the west -- When we are old and these rejoincing veins -- Heart, have no pity on this house of bone -- Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink -- When we that wore the myrtle wear the dust -- Time, that is pleased to lengthen out the day -- Sorrowful dreams remembered after waking -- Most wicked words, forbear to speak them out -- Clearly my ruined garden as it stood -- Hearing your words, and not a word among them -- Believe, if ever the bridges of this town -- You say: "Since life is cruel enough at best" -- Love me no more, now let the god depart -- You loved me not at all, but let it go -- I said in the beginning, did I not -- O ailing Love, compose your struggling wing -- Summer, be seen no more within this wood -- If to be left were to be left alone
  • I know my mind and I have made my choice -- Even in the moment of our earliest kiss -- Well, I have lost you; and I lost you fairly -- Now by the path I climbed, I journey back -- There is a well into whose bottomless eye -- The heart once broken is a heart no more -- If in the years to come you should recall -- Oh, sleep forever in the Latmian cave
Control code
35052974
Dimensions
22 cm
Edition
First edition.
Extent
x pages, 2 unnumbered pages, 52 pages
Lccn
31009922
Media category
unmediated
Media MARC source
rdamedia
Media type code
  • n
System control number
(OCoLC)35052974

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