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Edna St.Vincent Millay (1892-1951)
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WE were very tired, we were very merry—
We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry.
It was bare and bright, and smelled like a stable—
But we looked into a fire, we leaned across a table,
We lay on a hill-top underneath the moon;
And the whistles kept blowing, and the dawn came soon.
We were very tired, we were very merry—
We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry;
And you ate an apple, and I ate a pear,
From a dozen of each we had bought somewhere;
And the sky went wan, and the wind came cold,
And the sun rose dripping, a bucketful of gold.
We were very tired, we were very merry,
We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry.
We hailed "Good morrow, mother!" to a shawl-covered head,
And bought a morning paper, which neither of us read;
And she wept, "God bless you!" for the apples and pears,
And we gave her all our money but our subway fares.
Millay was awarded the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1923.
This poem can be found in:
Millay, Edna St. Vincent. A Few Figs From Thistles.
New York: Harper & Brothers, 1922.
Williams, Oscar, ed. Immortal Poems of the English Language
New York: Pocket Books, 1952.
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