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Edna St. Vincent Millay - The Merry Maid

OH, I am grown so free from care
Since my heart broke!
I set my throat against the air, 
I laugh at simple folk! 

There's little kind and little fair
Is worth its weight in smoke
To me, that's grown so free from care 
Since my heart broke! 

Lass, if to sleep you would repair
As peaceful as you woke,
Best not besiege your lover there
For just the words he spoke
To me, that's grown so free from care 
Since my heart broke!

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Poet: Edna St. Vincent Millay
Poem: 16. The Merry Maid
Volume: A Few Figs From Thistles
Year: Published/Written in 1921
Poem of the Day: Jan 9 2001
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