Renascence and Other Poems by Edna St. Vincent Millay
All I could see from where I stood
The room is full of you! -- As I came in
"Curse thee, Life, I will live with thee no more!
O world, I cannot hold thee close enough!
Afternoon on a Hill
I will be the gladdest thing
Sorrow like a ceaseless rain
I'll keep a little tavern