Edna St. Vincent Millay

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

To Those Without Pity - Poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay

Cruel of heart, lay down my song,
Your reading eyes have done me wrong,
Not for you was the pen bitten,
And the mind wrung, and the song written.


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  • Rookie - 45 Points Colleen Courtney (5/17/2014 3:51:00 PM)

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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