Edna St. Vincent Millay

(22 February 1892 – 19 October 1950 / Rockland / Maine / United States)

The Goose-Girl - Poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay

Spring rides no horses down the hill,
But comes on foot, a goose-girl still.
And all the loveliest things there be
Come simply, so, it seems to me.
If ever I said, in grief or pride,
I tired of honest things, I lied:
And should be cursed forevermore
With Love in laces, like a whore,
And neighbours cold, and friends unsteady,
And Spring on horseback, like a lady!


Comments about The Goose-Girl by Edna St. Vincent Millay

  • Rookie - 118 Points Brian Jani (6/28/2014 4:44:00 PM)

    Sassy indeed it has a uneque twist and use of vocabulary. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 37 Points Colleen Courtney (5/17/2014 2:53:00 PM)

    Enjoyed this quirky and sassy little poem! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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