Burial

Edna St. Vincent Millay

1892 to 1950

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And terrible fishes to seize my flesh,
Mine is a body that should die at sea!
All the water that is under the wave!
Such as a living man might fear,
And have for a grave, instead of a grave
Six feet deep and the length of me,
Not wait till I've been dead for a year!
And eat me while I am firm and fresh,—