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Curse thee Life I will live with thee no more	A
Thou hast mocked me starved me beat my body sore	A
And all for a pledge that was not pledged by me	B
I have kissed thy crust and eaten sparingly	B
That I might eat again and met thy sneers	C
With deprecations and thy blows with tears	D
Aye from thy glutted lash glad crawled away	E
As if spent passion were a holiday	E
And now I go Nor threat nor easy vow	F
Of tardy kindness can avail thee now	F
With me whence fear and faith alike are flown	G
Lonely I came and I depart alone	G
And know not where nor unto whom I go	H
But that thou canst not follow me I know	H
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Thus I to Life and ceased but through my brain	I
My thought ran still until I spake again	J
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Ah but I go not as I came no trace	K
Is mine to bear away of that old grace	K
I brought I have been heated in thy fires	L
Bent by thy hands fashioned to thy desires	L
Thy mark is on me I am not the same	M
Nor ever more shall be as when I came	M
Ashes am I of all that once I seemed	N
In me all's sunk that leapt and all that dreamed	N
Is wakeful for alarm oh shame to thee	B
For the ill change that thou hast wrought in me	B
Who laugh no more nor lift my throat to sing	O
Ah Life I would have been a pleasant thing	O
To have about the house when I was grown	G
If thou hadst left my little joys alone	G
I asked of thee no favor save this one	P
That thou wouldst leave me playing in the sun	P
And this thou didst deny calling my name	M
Insistently until I rose and came	M
I saw the sun no more It were not well	Q
So long on these unpleasant thoughts to dwell	Q
Need I arise to morrow and renew	R
Again my hated tasks but I am through	R
With all things save my thoughts and this one night	S
So that in truth I seem already quite	S
Free and remote from thee I feel no haste	T
And no reluctance to depart I taste	T
Merely with thoughtful mien an unknown draught	U
That in a little while I shall have quaffed	U
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Thus I to Life and ceased and slightly smiled	U
Looking at nothing and my thin dreams filed	U
Before me one by one till once again	J
I set new words unto an old refrain	I
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Treasures thou hast that never have been mine	V
Warm lights in many a secret chamber shine	V
Of thy gaunt house and gusts of song have blown	G
Like blossoms out to me that sat alone	G
And I have waited well for thee to show	H
If any share were mine and now I go	H
Nothing I leave and if I naught attain	I
I shall but come into mine own again	J
Thus I to Life and ceased and spake no more	A
But turning straightway sought a certain door	A
In the rear wall Heavy it was and low	H
And dark a way by which none e'er would go	H
That other exit had and never knock	W
Was heard thereat bearing a curious lock	W
Some chance had shown me fashioned faultily	H
Whereof Life held content the useless key	B
And great coarse hinges thick and rough with rust	U
Whose sudden voice across a silence must	U
I knew be harsh and horrible to hear	X
A strange door ugly like a dwarf So near	Y
I came I felt upon my feet the chill	H
Of acid wind creeping across the sill	H
So stood longtime till over me at last	U
Came weariness and all things other passed	U
To make it room the still night drifted deep	Z
Like snow about me and I longed for sleep	Z
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But suddenly marking the morning hour	A2
Bayed the deep throated bell within the tower	A2
Startled I raised my head and with a shout	U
Laid hold upon the latch and was without	U
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Ah long forgotten well remembered road	U
Leading me back unto my old abode	U
My father's house There in the night I came	M
And found them feasting and all things the same	M
As they had been before A splendour hung	B2
Upon the walls and such sweet songs were sung	B2
As echoing out of very long ago	H
Had called me from the house of Life I know	H
So fair their raiment shone I looked in shame	M
On the unlovely garb in which I came	M
Then straightway at my hesitancy mocked	U
It is my father's house I said and knocked	U
And the door opened To the shining crowd	U
Tattered and dark I entered like a cloud	U
Seeing no face but his to him I crept	U
And Father I cried and clasped his knees and wept	U
Ah days of joy that followed All alone	G
I wandered through the house My own my own	G
My own to touch my own to taste and smell	H
All I had lacked so long and loved so well	H
None shook me out of sleep nor hushed my song	C2
Nor called me in from the sunlight all day long	C2
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I know not when the wonder came to me	B
Of what my father's business might be	B
And whither fared and on what errands bent	U
The tall and gracious messengers he sent	U
Yet one day with no song from dawn till night	U
Wondering I sat and watched them out of sight	U
And the next day I called and on the third	U
Asked them if I might go but no one heard	U
Then sick with longing I arose at last	U
And went unto my father in that vast	U
Chamber wherein he for so many years	C
Has sat surrounded by his charts and spheres	C
Father I said Father I cannot play	H
The harp that thou didst give me and all day	H
I sit in idleness while to and fro	H
About me thy serene grave servants go	H
And I am weary of my lonely ease	D2
Better a perilous journey overseas	D2
Away from thee than this the life I lead	U
To sit all day in the sunshine like a weed	U
That grows to naught I love thee more than they	H
Who serve thee most yet serve thee in no way	H
Father I beg of thee a little task	E2
To dignify my days 'tis all I ask	E2
Forever but forever this denied	U
I perish	F2
Child my father's voice replied	U
All things thy fancy hath desired of me	B
Thou hast received I have prepared for thee	B
Within my house a spacious chamber where	G2
Are delicate things to handle and to wear	G2
And all these things are thine Dost thou love song	C2
My minstrels shall attend thee all day long	C2
Or sigh for flowers My fairest gardens stand	U
Open as fields to thee on every hand	U
And all thy days this word shall hold the same	M
No pleasure shalt thou lack that thou shalt name	M
But as for tasks he smiled and shook his head	U
Thou hadst thy task and laidst it by he said	U

Edna St. Vincent Millay

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