American Literature

Selected Poems of Edna St. Vincent Millay: An Annotated Edition

More than sixty years after her loss of life, the Pulitzer Prize–winning poet Edna St. Vincent Millay keeps to captivate new generations of readers. The twentieth-century American writer was once catapulted to reputation after the e-book of Renascence, her first significant paintings and a poem written whereas she was once nonetheless undefined. Millay’s frank perspective towards sexuality—along with immortal traces similar to “My candle burns at either ends”—solidified her popularity because the essential liberated lady of the Jazz Age.

during this authoritative quantity, Timothy F. Jackson has compiled and annotated a brand new choice that represents the complete variety of her released paintings along formerly unpublished manuscript excerpts, poems, prose, and correspondence. The poems, showing as they have been published of their first versions, are complemented through Jackson’s broad, illuminating notes, which draw on archival resources and aid situate her paintings in its historic and literary context. introductory essays—one through Jackson and the opposite through Millay’s literary executor, Holly Peppe—also support severely body the poet’s work.

This deluxe version can be loved through readers who proceed to review and revel in the paintings of this iconic figure.

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How thou shakest! artwork thou a-cold, my pricey? ÆTHELWOLD Yea . . . nay . . . i do know not . . . i'm a tree in a hurricane. . . . (He turns from her, clinging to her hand, and sinks down upon the fallen tree. ) How silken-soft thou art,— Wonderful . . . significant. . . . How camest thou hence unwounded during the brambly wooden? — The brambly international? examine me: i'm woven all of sedges, Like a hurry mat. ÆLFRIDA no longer so. (She spreads her cloak rapidly over the log and seats herself upon it beside him. She touches his cheek. ) Thy cheek is brown and gentle, just like the rind of a nut New bursten from his burr. i have never obvious thy like. ÆTHELWOLD The like of thee Sings now not nor blossoms. The wind that soughs within the sedges on the fringe of the pool Has obvious the swan cross through, So nonetheless and sluggish and funky. The bee that ferries his hoard from blossom to hive Ere summer season day be performed, is familiar with the candy reek of the clover Bruised by means of the wheels of the solar. Wan ghost among lighting fixtures, the shadowy flutter-mouse, Half-seeing and half-seen, Swoops within the glimmering even; The early celebrity he is aware, And her cool wave upon his ribby fin. candy, candy, with out, inside, Is the rose, Whither the white moth steereth his sail. but, ah, now not wind nor bee Nor any earthly wight Hath obvious what I see, Nor hath any guy heard from his father’s father in an previous story The like of thee. ÆLFRIDA Ah, me, how frosty candy the moonlight! ÆTHELWOLD Icy candy on thy mouth of ripened haws the moonlight. . . . Belovèd . . . belovèd. . . . ÆLFRIDA Oh, darling head, close out the moonlight from my mouth, And kiss me in thy shadow! ÆTHELWOLD Drink, drink in haste my breath, Ere or not it's swallowed up by way of thievish demise! (He kisses her. shortly her head falls again opposed to his shoulder. ) ÆLFRIDA (Drowsily) O moon, draw no longer apart thy hem from this eco-friendly moss Ever, ever. O droning bizarre, permit now thy busy spindle be at relaxation, And do thou sleep awhile, Thy shaggy head fallen ahead upon thy breast. O deep wooden, unstill with small sounds, Be kinsman to our love. Nor permit the cold frost along with his hoar rime Creep up, creep up upon the drowsy summer time For but a bit time. And ye, oak and beech, together with your darkish boughs outspread, Drop now not your leaves, even though gotten smaller and sere, Upon a lover’s hand, a lover’s head. Ere we discover speech For all this pain and sweetness, Oh, gast us now not with the dying of the yr! (Suddenly she places her hands approximately ÆTHEWOLD’s neck and shrinks opposed to him. ) Ah, love, I worry a bit, I worry, I worry this fireplace we so recklessly kindled on my own within the woods at evening! Hungry, hungry approximately us on each hand It leaps and spreads one of the timber! faraway within the deep wooden the grazing stag, With listening hoof and antlers excessive, Stands now with blinded eyes ablaze, Bewildered in its mild! i admire thee so! i like thee so! (She takes his face in her fingers and kisses him. Then sleepily, once again, her head falls again opposed to his shoulder. ) ÆTHELWOLD Ah, might we disguise us right here in a cleft of the evening, and not be came upon! ÆLFRIDA misplaced, misplaced, Forgotten and misplaced, Out of sight, out of sound!

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