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

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Make bright the arrows
Gather the shields:
Conquest narrows
The peaceful fields. 

Stock well the quiver
With arrows bright:
The bowman feared
Need never fight. 

Make bright the arrows,
O peaceful and wise!
Gather the shields
Against surprise.

1. Not Over-Kind nor Over-Quick
2. The Cairn
3. When You, That at This Moment
4. I, Being Born a Woman
5. The Last White Sawdust

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