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

Siege

This I do, being mad:
Gather baubles about me,
Sit in a circle of toys, and all the time
Death beating the door in.

White jade and an orange pitcher,
   Hindu idol, Chinese god,--
Maybe next year, when I’m richer--
   Carved beads and a lotus pod....

And all this time
Death beating the door in.

1. I Pray You If You Love Me
2. The Last White Sawdust
3. Not Over-Kind nor Over-Quick
4. She Had Forgotten
5. That Love at Length Should Find

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