Edna St. Vincent Millay (Эдна Сент-Винсент Миллей)
Sonnets 02: Into The Golden Vessel Of Great Song
Into the golden vessel of great song Let us pour all our passion; breast to breast Let other lovers lie, in love and rest; Not we,—articulate, so, but with the tongue Of all the world: the churning blood, the long Shuddering quiet, the desperate hot palms pressed Sharply together upon the escaping guest, The common soul, unguarded, and grown strong. Longing alone is singer to the lute; Let still on nettles in the open sigh The minstrel, that in slumber is as mute As any man, and love be far and high, That else forsakes the topmost branch, a fruit Found on the ground by every passer-by.
Edna St. Vincent Millay’s other poems:
- Two Sonnets in Memory
- When the Year Grows Old
- Sonnets 09: Let You Not Say Of Me When I Am Old
- Underground System
- Sonnets 04: Only Until This Cigarette Is Ended
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