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Edna St Vincent Millay: Sonnet XI

Posted by matt on 20 October 2007

I shall forget you presently, my dear,

So make the most of this, your little day,

Your little month, your little half a year,

Ere I forget, or die, or move away,

And we are done forever; by and by

I shall forget you, as I said, but now,

If you entreat me with your loveliest lie

I will protest you with my favourite vow.

I would indeed that love were longer-lived,

And oaths were not so brittle as they are,

But so it is, and nature has contrived

To struggle on without a break thus far, –

Whether or not we find what we are seeking

Is idle, biologically speaking.

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One Response to “Edna St Vincent Millay: Sonnet XI”

  1. [...] Posted on 13 December 2007 by Jessica Smith A cool poetry-video blog I found while looking for this poem (Millay being one of the greatest break-up poets ever, the Sappho for once the romance is [...]

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