English Poetry. Edna St. Vincent Millay. Feast. Эдна Сент-Винсент Миллей.

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

Feast

I drank at every vine.
The last was like the first.
I came upon no wine
So wonderful as thirst.

I gnawed at every root.
I ate of every plant.
I came upon no fruit
So wonderful as want.

Feed the grape and bean
To the vintner and monger:
I will lie down lean
With my thirst and my hunger.

Edna St. Vincent Millay’s other poems:

1. Inland
2. Two Sonnets in Memory
3. When the Year Grows Old
4. Not Even My Pride Shall Suffer Much
5. Sonnets 09: Let You Not Say Of Me When I Am Old

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