Wild Swans

Edna St. Vincent Millay

1892 to 1950

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The town again, trailing your legs and crying!
Tiresome heart, forever living and dying,
Wild swans, come over the town, come over
And what did I see I had not seen before?
House without air, I leave you and lock your door.
Nothing to match the flight of wild birds flying.
I looked in my heart while the wild swans went over.
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