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Edna St. Vincent Millay: “Oh, oh, you will be sorry for that word!”
Oh, oh, you will be sorry for that word!
Give back my book and take my kiss instead.
Was it my enemy or my friend I heard,
“What a big book for such a little head!”
Come, I will show you now my newest hat,
And you may watch me purse my mouth and prink!
Oh, I shall love you still, and all of that.
I never again shall tell you what I think.
I shall be sweet and crafty, soft and sly;
You will not catch me reading any more:
I shall be called a wife to pattern by;
And some day when you knock and push the door,
Some sane day, not too bright and not too stormy,
I shall be gone, and you may whistle for me.
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I needed this! Thank you.
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Thank you, Venantius!
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I love Edna–so fierce and coy and passionate❤️
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One of the best!
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Indeed!
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Well said Edna!
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Oh Edna, I don’t know enough about you. Hope you followed through with your threat!
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Savage Beauty, a biography of Millay, is a great read.
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I will check it out, thanks!
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Love these American feminist poems!
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Wow! I can imagine many women of there time felt that way!
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What a wonderfully clever, sarcastic voice she had.
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