My words that once were virtuous
Edna St. Vincent Millay
1892 to 1950
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Whereof you speak and wherefore the bright walls
Forgive the downcast look, the lyre unstrung;
But I am faint beneath the coronals
My words that once were virtuous and expressed
Of living vines you set upon my hair.
Breathing your presence, I forget your tongue.
Come haltingly, are very poor and few.
Now that I sit to supper with the blest
I cannot lift my words against your own.
How fare I in this heaven of happy things,—
Angelic friends that stand with pointed wings
Nearly enough the mortal joys I knew,
Resound with silver mirth I am aware,
Sweetly demanding, in what dulcet tone,
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