The Goose-Girl Poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay

The Goose-Girl

Rating: 2.9


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 OF THE POEM
EPCross 11 April 2021

quirky, sassy little poem. Alas, so much more. 'All the loviliest things that be come simply so it seems to me.' A thought of lightness, a poem of spring...that is so much deeper than nice, sassy and quirky.

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Sukvinder 18 June 2019

The magic of the golden goose

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Gulzar Hussain ranjoor 30 March 2018

Nice poem

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Brian Jani 28 June 2014

Sassy indeed it has a uneque twist and use of vocabulary.

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Colleen Courtney 17 May 2014

Enjoyed this quirky and sassy little poem!

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Edna St. Vincent Millay

Rockland / Maine / United States
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