Most wicked words, forbear to speak them out.
Utter them not again. Blaspheme no more
Against our love with maxims learned from
Doubt, Lest Death should get his foot inside the door.
We are surrounded by a hundred foes;
And he that at your bidding joins our feast,
I stake my heart upon it, is one of those,
Nor in their councils does he sit the least.
Hark not his whisper; he is Time’s ally,
Kinsman to Death and leman of Despair.
Believe that I shall love you till I die;
Believe, and thrust him forth, and arm the stair,
And top the walls with spikes and splintered glass,
That he pass gutted, should again he pass.
I am busy working to bring Edna St. Vincent Millay's "Most wicked words, forbear to speak them out" to life through some unique musical arrangements and will have a full analysis of the poem here for you soon.
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