Cne Williams

“Still must the poet as of old,
In barren attic bleak and cold,
Starve, freeze, and fashion verses to
Such things as flowers and song and you;

Still as of old his being give
In Beauty's name, while she may live,
Beauty that may not die as long
As there are flowers and you and song.”
― Edna St. Vincent Millay, A Few Figs from Thistles

“A ghost in marble of a girl you knew
Who would have loved you in a day or two.”
― Edna St. Vincent Millay, A Few Figs from Thistles

“My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends—
It gives a lovely light!”
― Edna St. Vincent Millay, A Few Figs from Thistles