Assault Poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Assault
I
I had forgotten how the frogs must sound
After a year of silence, else I think
I should not so have ventured forth alone
At dusk upon this unfrequented road.
II
I am waylaid by Beauty. Who will walk
Between me and the crying of the frogs?
Oh, savage Beauty, suffer me to pass,
That am a timid woman, on her way
From one house to another!
......the frogs imagery is so vivid and they all sing so lovely..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/5/2026 11:00:47 PM # rel_20260803T153344Z_4267e77
Like the imagery also. Can see this timid woman walking alone at night. Nicely written piece.