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Edna St. Vincent Millay (Эдна Сент-Винсент Миллей)


The Merry Maid


OH, I am grown so free from care
Since my heart broke!
I set my throat against the air, 
I laugh at simple folk! 

There’s little kind and little fair
Is worth its weight in smoke
To me, that’s grown so free from care 
Since my heart broke! 

Lass, if to sleep you would repair
As peaceful as you woke,
Best not besiege your lover there
For just the words he spoke
To me, that’s grown so free from care 
Since my heart broke!



Edna St. Vincent Millay's other poems:
  1. Whereas At Morning In A Jeweled Crown
  2. The Fledgling
  3. Sonnets 06: No Rose That In A Garden Ever Grew
  4. Sonnets 05: Once More Into My Arid Days Like Dew
  5. To Those Without Pity


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