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Second April
Edna St。 Vincent Millay
TO
MY BELOVED FRIEND
CAROLINE B。 DOW
CONTENTS
SPRING INLAND
CITY TREES TO A POET THAT DIED YOUNG
THE BLUE…FLAG IN THE BOG WRAITH
JOURNEY EBB
EEL…GRASS ELAINE
ELEGY BEFORE DEATH BURIAL
THE BEAN…STALK MARIPOSA
WEEDS THE LITTLE HILL
PASSER MORTUUS EST DOUBT NO MORE THAT OBERON
PASTORAL LAMENT
ASSAULT EXILED
TRAVEL THE DEATH OF AUTUMN
LOW…TIDE ODE TO SILENCE
SONG OF A SECOND APRIL MEMORIAL TO D。 C。
ROSEMARY UNNAMED SONNETS I…XII
THE POET AND HIS BOOK WILD SWANS
ALMS
SECOND APRIL
SPRING
To what purpose； April； do you return again？
Beauty is not enough。
You can no longer quiet me with the redness
Of little leaves opening stickily。
I know what I know。
The sun is hot on my neck as I observe
The spikes of the crocus。
The smell of the earth is good。
It is apparent that there is no death。
But what does that signify？
Not only under ground are the brains of men
Eaten by maggots；
Life in itself
Is nothing；
An empty cup； a flight of uncarpeted stairs。
It is not enough that yearly； down this hill；
April
Comes like an idiot； babbling and strewing flowers。
CITY TREES
The trees along this city street；
Save for the traffic and the trains；
Would make a sound as thin and sweet
As trees in country lanes。
And people standing in their shade
Out of a shower； undoubtedly
Would hear such music as is made
Upon a country tree。
Oh； little leaves that are so dumb
Against the shrieking city air；
I watch you when the wind has come；
I know what sound is there。
THE BLUE…FLAG IN THE BOG
God had called us； and we came；
Our loved Earth to ashes left；
Heaven was a neighbor's house；
Open to us； bereft。
Gay the lights of Heaven showed；
And 'twas God who walked ahead；
Yet I wept along the road；
Wanting my own house instead。
Wept unseen； unheeded cried；
〃All you things my eyes have kissed；
Fare you well！ We meet no more；
Lovely； lovely tattered mist！
Weary wings that rise and fall
All day long above the fire！〃
Red with heat was every wall；
Rough with heat was every wire
〃Fare you well； you little winds
That the flying embers chase！
Fare you well； you shuddering day；
With your hands before your face！
And； ah； blackened by strange blight；
Or to a false sun unfurled；
Now forevermore goodbye；
All the gardens in the world！
On the windless hills of Heaven；
That I have no wish to see；
White； eternal lilies stand；
By a lake of ebony。
But the Earth forevermore
Is a place where nothing grows；
Dawn will come； and no bud break；
Evening； and no blossom close。
Spring will come； and wander slow
Over an indifferent land；
Stand beside an empty creek；
Hold a dead seed in her hand。〃
God had called us； and we came；
But the blessed road I trod
Was a bitter road to me；
And at heart I questioned God。
〃Though in Heaven；〃 I said； 〃be all
That the heart would most desire；
Held Earth naught save souls of sinners
Worth the saving from a fire？
Withered grass；the wasted growing！
Aimless ache of laden boughs！〃
Little things God had forgotten
Called me； from my burning house。
〃Though in Heaven；〃 I said； 〃be all
That the eye could ask to see；
All the things I ever knew
Are this blaze in back of me。〃
〃Though in Heaven；〃 I said； 〃be all
That the ear could think to lack；
All the things I ever knew
Are this roaring at my back。〃
It was God who walked ahead；
Like a shepherd to the fold；
In his footsteps fared the weak；
And the weary and the old；
Glad enough of gladness over；
Ready for the peace to be；
But a thing God had forgotten
Was the growing bones of me。
And I drew a bit apart；
And I lagged a bit behind；
And I thought on Peace Eternal；
Lest He look into my mind：
And I gazed upon the sky；
And I thought of Heavenly Rest；
And I slipped away like water
Through the fingers of the blest！
All their eyes were fixed on Glory；
Not a glance brushed over me；
〃Alleluia！ Alleluia！〃
Up the road；and I was free。
And my heart rose like a freshet；
And it swept me on before；
Giddy as a whirling stick；
Till I felt the earth once more。
All the earth was charred and black；
Fire had swept from pole to pole；
And the bottom of the sea
Was as brittle as a bowl；
And the timbered mountain…top
Was as naked as a skull；
Nothing left； nothing left；
Of the Earth so beautiful！
〃Earth；〃 I said； 〃how can I leave you？〃
〃You are all I have；〃 I said；
〃What is left to take my mind up；
Living always； and you dead？〃
〃Speak！〃 I said； 〃Oh； tell me something！
Make a sign that I can see！
For a keepsake！ To keep always！
Quick！before God misses me！〃
And I listened for a voice；
But my heart was all I heard；
Not a screech…owl； not a loon；
Not a tree…toad said a word。
And I waited for a sign；
Coals and cinders； nothing more；
And a little cloud of smoke
Floating on a valley floor。
And I peered into the smoke
Till it rotted； like a fog：
There； encompassed round by fire；
Stood a blue…flag in a bog！
Little flames came wading out；
Straining； straining towards its stem；
But it was so blue and tall
That it scorned to think of them！
Red and thirsty were their tongues；
As the tongues of wolves must be；
But it was so blue and tall
Oh； I laughed； I cried； to see！
All my heart became a tear；
All my soul became a tower；
Never loved I anything
As I loved that tall blue flower！
It was all the little boats
That had ever sailed the sea；
It was all the little books
That had gone to school with me；
On its roots like iron claws
Rearing up so blue and tall；
It was all the gallant Earth
With its back against a wall！
In a breath； ere I had breathed；
Oh； I laughed； I cried； to see！
I was kneeling at its side；
And it leaned its head on me！
Crumbling stones and sliding sand
Is the road to Heaven now；
Icy at my straining knees
Drags the awful under…tow；
Soon but stepping…stones of dust
Will the road to Heaven be；
Father； Son and Holy Ghost；
Reach a hand and rescue me！
〃Therethere； my blue…flag flower；
Hushhushgo to sleep；
That is only God you hear；
Counting up His folded sheep！
Lullabyelullabye
That is only God that calls；
Missing me； seeking me；
Ere the road to nothing falls！
He will set His mighty feet
Firmly on the sliding sand；
Like a little frightened bird
I will creep into His hand；
I will tell Him all my grief；
I will tell Him all my sin；
He will give me half His robe
For a cloak to wrap you in。
Lullabyelullabye〃
Rocks the burnt…out planet free！
Father； Son and Holy Ghost；
Reach a hand and rescue me！
Ah； the voice of love at last！
Lo； at last the face of light！
And the whole of His white robe
For a cloak against the night！
And upon my heart asleep
All the things I ever knew！
〃Holds Heaven not some cranny； Lord；
For a flower so tall and blue？〃
All's well and all's well！
Gay the lights of Heaven show！
In some moist and Heavenly place
We will set it out to grow。
JOURNEY
Ah； could I lay me down in this long grass
And close my eyes； and let the quiet wind
Blow over meI am so tired； so tired
Of passing pleasant places！ All my life；
Following Care along the dusty road；
Have I looked back at loveliness and sighed；
Yet at my hand an unrelenting hand
Tugged ever； and I passed。 All my life long
Over my shoulder have I looked at peace；
And now I fain would lie in this long grass
And close my eyes。
Yet onward！
Cat birds call
Through the long afternoon； and creeks at dusk
Are guttural。 Whip…poor…wills wake and cry；
Drawing the twilight close about their throats。
Only my heart makes answer。 Eager vines
Go up the rocks and wait； flushed apple…trees
Pause in their dance and break the ring for me；
Dim； shady wood…roads； redolent of fern
And bayberry； that through sweet bevies thread
Of round…faced roses； pink and petulant；
Look back and beckon ere they disappear。
Only my heart； only my heart responds。
Yet； ah； my path is sweet on either side
All through the dragging day；sharp underfoot
And hot； and like dead mist the dry dust hangs
But far； oh； far as passionate eye can reach；
And long； ah； long as rapturous eye can cling；
The world is mine： blue hill； still silver lake；
Broad field； bright flower； and the long white road
A gateless garden； and an open path：
My feet to follow； and my heart to hold。
EEL…GRASS
No matter what I say；
All that I really love
Is the rain that flattens on the bay；
And the eel…grass in the cove；
The jingle…shells that lie and bleach
At the tide…line； and the trace
Of higher tides along the beach：
Nothing in this place。
ELEGY BEFORE DEATH
There will be rose and rhododendron
When you are dead and under ground；
Still will be heard from white syringas
Heavy with bees； a sunny sound；
Still will the tamaracks be raining
After the rain has ceased； and still
Will there be robins in the stubble；
Brown sheep upon the warm green hill。
Spring will not ail nor autumn falter；
Nothing will know that you are gone；
Saving alone some sullen plough…land
None but yourself sets foot upon；
Saving the may…weed and the pig…weed
Nothing will know that you are dead；
These； and perhaps a useless wagon
Standing beside some tumbled shed。
Oh； there will pass with your great passing
Little of beauty not your own；
Only the light from common water；
Only the grace from simple stone！
THE BEAN…STALK
Ho； Giant！ This is I！
I have built me a bean…stalk into your sky！
La；but it's lovely； up so high！
This is how I came；I put
Here my knee； there my foot；
Up and up； from shoot to shoot
And the blessed bean…stalk thinning
Like the mischief all the time；
Till it took me rocking； spinning；
In a dizzy； sunny circle；
Making angles with the root；
Far and out above the cackle
Of the city I was born in；
Till the l
