Poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay

The Unexplorer

There was a road ran past our house
Too lovely to explore.
I asked my mother once -- she said
That if you followed where it led
It brought you to the milk-man’s door.
(That’s why I have not travelled more.)

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. Siege

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