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American Literature – American Poetry – Edna St. Vincent Millay – Poems by Edna St. Vincent Millay
< < < Let you not say of me when I am old
As to some lovely temple, tenantless > > >
Oh, my beloved, have you thought of this
Sonnet
Oh, my beloved, have you thought of this:
How in the years to come unscrupulous Time,
More cruel than Death, will tear you from my kiss,
And make you old, and leave me in my prime?
How you and I, who scale together yet
A little while the sweet, immortal height
No pilgrim may remember or forget,
As sure as the world turns, some granite night
Shall lie awake and know the gracious flame
Gone out forever on the mutual stone;
And call to mind how on the day you came
I was a child, and you a hero grown?—
And the night pass, and the strange morning break
Upon our anguish for each other’s sake!
< < < Let you not say of me when I am old
As to some lovely temple, tenantless > > >
American Literature – American Poetry – Edna St. Vincent Millay – Poems by Edna St. Vincent Millay
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