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Poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay

The Penitent

I had a little Sorrow,
Born of a little Sin,
I found a room all damp with gloom
And shut us all within;
And, Little Sorrow, weep, said I,
And, Little Sin, pray God to die,
And I upon the floor will lie
And think how bad Ive been!

Alas for pious planning - -
It mattered not a whit!
As far as gloom went in that room,
The lamp might have been lit!
My little Sorrow would not weep,
My little Sin would go to sleep --
To save my soul I could not keep
My graceless mind on it!

So I got up in anger,
And took a book I had,
And put a ribbon on my my hair
To please a passing lad,
And, One thing theres no getting by --
Ive been a wicked girl, said I:
But if I cant be sorry, why,
I might as well be glad!

Edna St. Vincent Millay

Edna St. Vincent Millay's other poems:
  1. Low-Tide
  2. Mist in the Valley
  3. The Little Hill
  4. The Singing-Woman from the Woods Edge
  5. MacDougal Street

Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Anne Brontë The Penitent ("I mourn with thee and yet rejoice")

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