Quote#Death
Many a bard's untimely death
Quote byEdna St. Vincent Millay · 1892–1950
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: "To a Poet Who Died Young" in Second April (1921), p. 52.
English (original)
Many a bard's untimely death Lends unto his verses breath; Here's a song was never sung: Growing old is dying young.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
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It's little I know what's in my heart, What's in my mind it's little I know, But there's that in me must up and start, And it's little I care where my feet go.
The world stands out on either side No wider than the heart is wide
But, sure, the sky is big, I said; Miles and miles above my head
The heart can push the sea and land Farther away on either hand
And reaching up my hand to try, I screamed to feel it touch the sky.
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.