Bluebeard
Edna St. Vincent Millay
1892 to 1950
Track 1
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No cauldron, no clear crystal mirroring
This now is yours. I seek another place.
This door you might not open, and you did;
Yet this alone out of my life I kept
So enter now, and see for what slight thing
And you did so profane me when you crept
But only what you see... Look yet again—
An empty room, cobwebbed and comfortless.
Unto myself, lest any know me quite;
The sought-for truth, no heads of women slain
That I must never more behold your face.
For greed like yours, no writhings of distress,
Unto the threshold of this room to-night
You are betrayed.... Here is no treasure hid,
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