You loved me not at all
Edna St. Vincent Millay
1892 to 1950
Track 1
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I loved you more than life, but let it be.
To let the weapons tarnish where they lie,
As the more injured party, this being so,
And spend the night in eloquent abuse
The hour’s amenities are all to me—
That calls his soul his own, and all the gods,
And all the children getting dressed for school...
Of senators and popes and such small fry
The choice of weapons; and I gravely choose
And meet the morning standing, and at odds
And you will leave me, and I shall entomb
What’s cold by then in an adjoining room.
With heaven and earth and hell and any fool
You loved me not at all, but let it go;
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