THREE SONGS OF SHATTERING
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THE first rose on my rose-tree Budded, bloomed, and shattered, During sad days when to me Nothing mattered.
Grief of grief has drained me clean; Still it seems a pity No one saw,-it must have been Very pretty.
Renascence and other poems / Edna St. Vincent Millay [electronic text]
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- Renascence and other poems / Edna St. Vincent Millay [electronic text]
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- Millay, Edna St. Vincent, 1892-1950
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- New York; London: Harper & Brothers Publishers
- 1917
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"Renascence and other poems / Edna St. Vincent Millay [electronic text]." In the digital collection American Verse Project. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/BAC5688.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed April 28, 2025.
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Page 54
II
Let the little birds sing; Let the little lambs play; Spring is here; and so 'tis spring;— But not in the old way!
I recall a place Where plum-tree grew; There you lifted up your face, And blossoms covered you.
If the little birds sing, And the little lambs play, Spring is here; and so 'tis spring— But not in the old way!
Page 55
III
All the dog-wood blossoms are underneath the tree! Ere spring was going—ah, spring is gone! And there comes no summer to the like of you and me,— Blossom time is early, but no fruit sets on.
All the dog-wood blossoms are underneath the tree, Browned at the edges, turned in a day; And I would with all my heart they trimmed a mound for me, And weeds were tall on all the paths that led that way!