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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET: 4, by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Not in this chamber only at my birth Last Line: To gather up my little gods and go. Alternate Author Name(s): Boyd, Nancy; Boissevain, Eugen, Mrs. | |||
Not in this chamber only at my birth -- When the long hours of that mysterious night Were over, and the morning was in sight -- I cried, but in strange places, steppe and firth I have not seen, through alien grief and mirth; And never shall one room contain me quite Who in so many rooms first saw the light, Child of all mothers, native of the earth. So is no warmth for me at any fire To-day, when the world's fire has burned so low; I kneel, spending my breath in vain desire, At that cold hearth which one time roared so strong, And straighten back in weariness, and long To gather up my little gods and go. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ALMS by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY ASSAULT by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY BURIAL by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY CITY TREES by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY EBB by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY ELAINE by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY ELEGY BEFORE DEATH by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY EXILED by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY FIRST FIG by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY GOD'S WORLD by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY |
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