Poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay

Midnight Oil

Edna St. Vincent Millay - Midnight Oil  

Cut if you will, with Sleep’s dull knife,
Each day to half its length, my friend,—
The years that Time take off my life,
He’ll take from off the other end!

1. Sometimes When I Am Wearied
2. When You, That at This Moment
3. I See So Clearly Now My Similar Years
4. Lord Archer, Death
5. She Filled Her Arms with Wood

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