I seek him whom my spirit loves
As a bride seeks her groom
In the valleys and hills of my soul
I walk a narrow path
I see my beloved, his eyes so clear
In the valleys and hills of my soul
I walk the narrow path
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
1916
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-
It gives a lovely light!
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2 comments:
very beautiful.
Almost a Song of Songs.
Nicely sung.
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