Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892 - 1950) - Vocal Texts and Translations at the LiederNet Archive

Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892 - 1950)

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... (from Fatal Interview) - Ned Rorem (Love cannot fill the thickened lung with breath)
Absence (Now by this moon, before this moon shall wane) (from Fatal Interview) - Ellis Bonoff Kohs
Afternoon on a hill (I will be the gladdest thing) (from Renascence and Other Poems) - Grace Becker, (Edward) Maurice Besly, Thomas B. Briccetti, Arthur Farwell, Lita Grier, Timothy Hoekman, Dexter Morrill, Lynn Steele
Ah, could I lay me down in this long grass (from Second April) (Journey)
Ah, could I lay me down in this long grass (from Second April) - Kenneth Christie (Journey)
Ah, drink again - Rebecca Clarke (Lethe)
All I could see from where I stood (from Renascence and Other Poems) - Hugh Porter (O God, I cried. No dark disguise)
All I could see from where I stood (from Renascence and Other Poems) (Renascence)
All I could see from where I stood (from Renascence and Other Poems) - Benjamin Franklin White (The world stands out on either side)
All I could see from where I stood (from Renascence and Other Poems) - Vincent Persichetti
All the grown-up people say (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx) - John Woods Duke (Thistles and roses)
And if I loved you Wednesday (from A Few Figs from Thistles) (Thursday)
And if I loved you Wednesday (from A Few Figs from Thistles) - Iris Brussels, Horace Johnson (Thursday)
And what are you that, wanting you (from A Few Figs from Thistles) - Timothy Hoekman (The Philosopher)
And you as well must die, beloved dust (And you as well must die, beloved dust) (from Second April) - Jay Poûhe
And you as well must die, beloved dust (from Second April) - Jay Poûhe (And you as well must die, beloved dust)
And you as well must die, beloved dust (from Second April) - Alva Henderson (And you as well must die...)
And you as well must die... (And you as well must die, beloved dust) (from Second April) - Alva Henderson
An older love () - Judith Lang Zaimont [x]
A prayer to Persephone (Be to her, Persephone) (from Second April - Memorial to D. C.) - Ben Burtt
April again in Avrillé (from The Buck in the Snow) (The Road to Avrillé)
April again in Avrillé (from The Buck in the Snow) - Timothy Hoekman, Sven Lekberg, Richard Pearson Thomas (The Road to Avrillé)
April this year, not otherwise (from Second April) - Timothy Hoekman (Song of a Second April)
A season's song () - Judith Lang Zaimont [x]
Ashes of Life (Love has gone and left me and the days are all alike) (from Renascence and Other Poems)
Ashes of Life (Love has gone and left me and the days are all alike) (from Renascence and Other Poems) - Carl Alette
As I sat down by Saddle Stream (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) - H. Leslie Adams, Arthur Edward Drummond Bliss, Sir, Thomas B. Briccetti, J. Robert Carroll, John Woods Duke, Constance Mills Herreshoff, Timothy Hoekman, John Mitchell (The return from town)
A song of shattering (The first rose on my rose tree) (from Renascence and Other Poems) - Lynn Steele
Autumn chant () (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) [x]
Autumn chant () (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) - Paul Amadeus Pisk [x]
Beauty (Think not, not for a moment let your mind) - John Mitchell
Being young and green I said in love's despite (from The Buck in the Snow) (Being Young and Green)
Being young and green I said in love's despite (from The Buck in the Snow) - Arthur Edward Drummond Bliss, Sir (Being young and green)
Being Young and Green (Being young and green I said in love's despite) (from The Buck in the Snow)
Being young and green (Being young and green I said in love's despite) (from The Buck in the Snow) - Arthur Edward Drummond Bliss, Sir
Be to her, Persephone (from Second April - Memorial to D. C.) - Ben Burtt (A prayer to Persephone)
Be to her, Persephone (from Second April - Memorial to D. C.) (Prayer to Persephone)
Be to her, Persephone (from Second April - Memorial to D. C.) - Lucy W. Ricketts (Prayer to Persephone)
Bittersweet () - Paul M. Stouffer [x]
Branch by branch this tree has died - H. Leslie Adams (Branch by Branch)
Branch by Branch (Branch by branch this tree has died) - H. Leslie Adams
Butterflies are white and blue - Lynn Steele (Mariposa)
Chorus (Give away her gowns) (from Second April)
Chorus (Give away her gowns) (from Second April) - Lucy W. Ricketts
Christmas Carol (To Jesus on His Birthday) (For this your mother sweated in the cold) - John Musto
Clearly my ruined garden as it stood (from Fatal Interview) [x] - Elinor Remick Warren
Columbine (The light comes back with Columbine; she brings) - John Mitchell
Come along in then, little girl! (From a very little sphinx)
Come along in then, little girl! (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx) - Michael Armand Fink, Bernard Wagenaar (From a very little sphinx)
Come along in then, little girl! (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx) - Michael Armand Fink, Bernard Wagenaar (From a very little sphinx)
Come along in then, little girl! (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx) - Bernard Wagenaar (From a very little sphinx)
Come along in then, little girl! (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx) - Michael Armand Fink, Bernard Wagenaar (From a very little sphinx)
Come along in then, little girl! (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx) - Michael Armand Fink, Bernard Wagenaar (From a very little sphinx)
Come along in then, little girl! (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx) - Bernard Wagenaar (From a very little sphinx)
Come along in then, little girl! (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx) - Michael Armand Fink, Bernard Wagenaar (From a very little sphinx)
Come along in then, little girl! (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx) - John Woods Duke (I can't decide)
Counting-out rhyme (Silver bark of beech, and sallow)
Departure () (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) [x]
Departure () (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) - Robert Kelly [x]
Disdainful, fickle love () - Judith Lang Zaimont [x]
Do you know, almost all people love their mothers, but I have never met - Juliana Hall (To Mother )
Ebb (I know what my heart is like) (from Second April)
Ebb (I know what my heart is like) (from Second April) - Harrison Kerr
Elaine (Oh, come again to Astolat!) (from Second April)
Elaine (Oh, come again to Astolat!) (from Second April) - John Woods Duke, Constance Mills Herreshoff
Epitaph (Heap not on this mound) (from Second April - Memorial to D. C.)
Epitaph (Heap not on this mound) (from Second April - Memorial to D. C.) - Ernst Bacon, (Edward) Maurice Besly, William Howard Schuman
Everybody but just me (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx)
Farewell (I said, seeing how the winter gale increased) (from Fatal Interview) - Ellis Bonoff Kohs [x]
Feast (I drank from ev'ry vine) (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) - Arthur Edward Drummond Bliss, Sir
First fig (My candle burns at both ends) (from A Few Figs from Thistles) GER
First Fig (My candle burns at both ends) (from A Few Figs from Thistles) - Michael Ippolito GER
For this your mother sweated in the cold - John Musto (Christmas Carol (To Jesus on His Birthday))
For you there is no song (For you there is no song) (from Huntsman, What Quarry?) - H. Leslie Adams
For you there is no song (from Huntsman, What Quarry?) - H. Leslie Adams (For you there is no song)
From a very little sphinx (Come along in then, little girl!)
From a very little sphinx (Come along in then, little girl!) (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx) - Michael Armand Fink, Bernard Wagenaar
From a very little sphinx (Come along in then, little girl!) (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx) - Michael Armand Fink, Bernard Wagenaar
From a very little sphinx (Come along in then, little girl!) (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx) - Bernard Wagenaar
From a very little sphinx (Come along in then, little girl!) (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx) - Michael Armand Fink, Bernard Wagenaar
From a very little sphinx (Come along in then, little girl!) (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx) - Michael Armand Fink, Bernard Wagenaar
From a very little sphinx (Come along in then, little girl!) (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx) - Bernard Wagenaar
From a very little sphinx (Come along in then, little girl!) (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx) - Michael Armand Fink, Bernard Wagenaar
Give away her gowns (from Second April) (Chorus)
Give away her gowns (from Second April) - Lucy W. Ricketts (Chorus)
God's World (O World, I cannot hold thee close enough!) (from Renascence and Other Poems)
God's World (O World, I cannot hold thee close enough!) (from Renascence and Other Poems) - Samuel Hans Adler, Carl Alette, Thomas Colville, Sandor Harmati, William Howard Schuman, Jacques Wolfe
Gone Again is Summer the Lovely (Gone, gone again is Summer the lovely) (from The Buck in the Snow) - H. Leslie Adams
Gone, gone again is Summer the lovely (from The Buck in the Snow) - H. Leslie Adams (Gone Again is Summer the Lovely)
Gone, gone again is Summer the lovely (from The Buck in the Snow) - Arthur Edward Drummond Bliss, Sir (Gone, gone again is summer)
Gone, gone again is Summer the lovely (from The Buck in the Snow) (Song)
Gone, gone again is Summer the lovely (from The Buck in the Snow) - Juliana Hall (Song)
Gone, gone again is Summer the lovely (from The Buck in the Snow) - Edward C. Harris (Vanished Summer)
Gone, gone again is summer (Gone, gone again is Summer the lovely) (from The Buck in the Snow) - Arthur Edward Drummond Bliss, Sir
Gone in good sooth you are (from Fatal Interview) - Miriam Gideon
Heap not on this mound (from Second April - Memorial to D. C.) (Epitaph)
Heap not on this mound (from Second April - Memorial to D. C.) - Ernst Bacon, (Edward) Maurice Besly, William Howard Schuman (Epitaph)
Heap not on this mound (from Second April - Memorial to D. C.) - Henry Dixon Cowell (Where she lies)
Heaven bless the babe!" they said (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) - Arthur Edward Drummond Bliss, Sir, Jay Poûhe (Humoresque)
Here is a wound that never will heal, I know - Robert Manno (Here is a wound that never will heal)
Here is a wound that never will heal, I know (Sonnet IX)
Here is a wound that never will heal (Here is a wound that never will heal, I know) - Robert Manno
Horse shoe (Wonder where this horseshoe went) (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx) - Kenneth Smith
How shall I know, unless I go (from A Few Figs from Thistles) (To the Not Impossible Him)
How shall I know, unless I go (from A Few Figs from Thistles) - (Edward) Maurice Besly (To the Not Impossible Him)
Humoresque (Heaven bless the babe!" they said) (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) - Arthur Edward Drummond Bliss, Sir, Jay Poûhe
I am working like the devil, which is why I don’t write more - Juliana Hall (To Norma Millay)
I, being born a woman and distressed (I, being born a woman and distressed) (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems - Sonnets from an Ungrafted Tree) - Robert Manno FRI
I, being born a woman and distressed (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems - Sonnets from an Ungrafted Tree) FRI - Robert Manno (I, being born a woman and distressed)
I, being born a woman and distressed (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems - Sonnets from an Ungrafted Tree) FRI (Sonnet VIII)
I, being born a woman and distressed (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems - Sonnets from an Ungrafted Tree) FRI - Tobias Picker (When we meet again (Sonnet))
I can't decide (Come along in then, little girl!) (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx) - John Woods Duke
I drank from ev'ry vine (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) - Arthur Edward Drummond Bliss, Sir (Feast)
If I grow bitterly (Scrub)
If I grow bitterly - George Tsontakis (Scrub)
If I should learn, in some quite casual way (from Renascence and Other Poems) - Michael Cohen (If I should learn)
If I should learn (If I should learn, in some quite casual way) (from Renascence and Other Poems) - Michael Cohen
I have just got your letter. Oh, if I could just get my arms about - Juliana Hall (To Anne Gardner Lynch)
I have wanted so often to write you -- not that I like writing - Juliana Hall (To Arthur Davison Ficke)
I know a hundred ways to die (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx) - John Woods Duke (Ways to die)
I know what my heart is like since your love died (from Second April) (Ebb)
I know what my heart is like (from Second April) (Ebb)
I know what my heart is like (from Second April) - Harrison Kerr (Ebb)
I'll keep a little tavern (from Renascence and Other Poems) (Tavern)
I'll keep a little tavern (from Renascence and Other Poems) - Ruth W. Vanderlip (The little tavern)
I looked in my heart when the wild swans went over (from Second April)
I looked in my heart while the wild swans went over (from Second April) - John Mitchell (The wild swans)
I looked in my heart while the wild swans went over (from Second April) - H. Leslie Adams, John Woods Duke, Paul Fetler, Harrison Kerr, Lynn Steele, Ivana M. Themmen (Wild swans)
Immortality (Since of no creature living the last breath ) (from Fatal Interview) - Ellis Bonoff Kohs [x]
In the Spring and the Fall (In the spring of the year, in the spring of the year) (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) - Victoria Bond
In the spring of the year, in the spring of the year (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) - Victoria Bond (In the Spring and the Fall)
In the spring of the year, in the spring of the year (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) (The Spring and the Fall)
In the spring of the year, in the spring of the year (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) - Sven Lekberg (The Spring and the Fall)
In the squalid, dirty dooryard (The pear tree)
In the squalid, dirty dooryard - Pasquale J. Spino (The pear tree)
I said, seeing how the winter gale increased (from Fatal Interview) [x] - Ellis Bonoff Kohs (Farewell)
I shall forget you presently, my dear (from Four Sonnets) GER - Jack Hamilton Beeson (I shall forget you presently)
I shall forget you presently (I shall forget you presently, my dear) (from Four Sonnets) - Jack Hamilton Beeson GER
I shall go back again to the black shore (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems - Sonnets from an Ungrafted Tree)
I shall go back again to the bleak shore (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems - Sonnets from an Ungrafted Tree) - Thomas B. Briccetti (Sonnet)
I too beneath your moon, almighty Sex (I too beneath your moon, almighty Sex) (from Huntsman, What Quarry?) - Jonathan Dove, Jay Poûhe
I too beneath your moon, almighty Sex (from Huntsman, What Quarry?) - Jonathan Dove, Jay Poûhe (I too beneath your moon, almighty Sex)
It’s not true that life is one damn thing after another — it’s one damn - Juliana Hall (To Arthur Davison Ficke)
I will be the gladdest thing (from Renascence and Other Poems) - Grace Becker, (Edward) Maurice Besly, Thomas B. Briccetti, Arthur Farwell, Lita Grier, Timothy Hoekman, Dexter Morrill, Lynn Steele (Afternoon on a hill)
Journey (Ah, could I lay me down in this long grass) (from Second April)
Journey (Ah, could I lay me down in this long grass) (from Second April) - Kenneth Christie
Just a rainy day or two (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) - Ricky Ian Gordon (Souvenir)
Lament (Listen, children) (from Second April)
Lament (Listen, children) (from Second April) - Lucy W. Ricketts
Lethe (Ah, drink again) - Rebecca Clarke
Lethe () [x]
Lethe () - Rebecca Clarke [x]
Listen, children, your father is dead (from Second April) (Lament)
Listen, children (from Second April) (Lament)
Listen, children (from Second April) - Lucy W. Ricketts (Lament)
Look, Edwin! Do you see that boy (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx) - John Woods Duke (Look, Edwin)
Look, Edwin (Look, Edwin! Do you see that boy) (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx) - John Woods Duke
Love cannot fill the thickened lung with breath ( ... ) (from Fatal Interview) - Ned Rorem
Love has gone and left me and the days are all alike (from Renascence and Other Poems) (Ashes of Life)
Love has gone and left me and the days are all alike (from Renascence and Other Poems) - Carl Alette (Ashes of Life)
Love, if I weep it will not matter (from Renascence and Other Poems) (The Dream)
Love, if I weep it will not matter (from Renascence and Other Poems) - John Mitchell (The Dream)
Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink (from Fatal Interview) - Alva Henderson (Love is not all...)
Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink (from Fatal Interview) (Sonnet XXX)
Love is not all... (Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink) (from Fatal Interview) - Alva Henderson
Love's autumn () - Judith Lang Zaimont [x]
Love's white heat () - Judith Lang Zaimont [x]
Loving you less than life, a little less (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems - Sonnets from an Ungrafted Tree) - Robert Manno (Loving you less than life)
Loving you less than life, a little less (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems - Sonnets from an Ungrafted Tree) (Sonnet XVII)
Loving you less than life (Loving you less than life, a little less) (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems - Sonnets from an Ungrafted Tree) - Robert Manno
Low tide (These wet rocks where the tide has been) - Lynn Steele
Mariposa (Butterflies are white and blue) - Lynn Steele
Moon is my sister, and how deep in love (from Fatal Interview)
Moon, that against the lintel of the west (from Fatal Interview) - Miriam Gideon
Mr. Earle has acquainted me with your wild surmises. Gentlemen - Juliana Hall (To Mr. Ficke and Mr. Bynner)
My candle burns at both ends (from A Few Figs from Thistles) GER (First fig)
My candle burns at both ends (from A Few Figs from Thistles) GER - Michael Ippolito (First Fig)
My candle burns at both ends (My candle burns at both ends) (from A Few Figs from Thistles) - (Edward) Maurice Besly GER
My candle burns at both ends (from A Few Figs from Thistles) GER - (Edward) Maurice Besly (My candle burns at both ends)
My candle burns at both ends (from A Few Figs from Thistles) GER - Annabel Morris Buchanan (My candle)
My candle (My candle burns at both ends) (from A Few Figs from Thistles) - Annabel Morris Buchanan GER
Never may the fruit be plucked (Never, never may the fruit be plucked from the bough) - Andy Vores
Never, never may the fruit be plucked from the bough - Andy Vores (Never may the fruit be plucked)
Night is my sister, and how deep in love (from Fatal Interview) - John Mitchell (Night is my sister)
Night is my sister, and how deep in love (from Fatal Interview) - Miriam Gideon, Elinor Remick Warren
Night is my sister (Night is my sister, and how deep in love) (from Fatal Interview) - John Mitchell
No, I will go alone (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) - Timothy Hoekman (The concert)
Not in a silver casket cool with pearls (Not in a silver casket cool with pearls) - Jake Heggie
Not in a silver casket cool with pearls - Jake Heggie (Not in a silver casket cool with pearls)
Not in a silver casket cool with pearls - Leonard J[ordan] Lehrman (Not in a silver casket)
Not in a silver casket (Not in a silver casket cool with pearls) - Leonard J[ordan] Lehrman
Now by this moon, before this moon shall wane (from Fatal Interview) - Ellis Bonoff Kohs (Absence)
Now by this moon, before this moon shall wane (Now by this moon, before this moon shall wane) (from Fatal Interview) - Jay Poûhe
Now by this moon, before this moon shall wane (from Fatal Interview) - Jay Poûhe (Now by this moon, before this moon shall wane)
O God, I cried. No dark disguise (All I could see from where I stood) (from Renascence and Other Poems) - Hugh Porter
Oh, burdock, and you other dock (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx)
Oh, come again to Astolat! (from Second April) (Elaine)
Oh, come again to Astolat! (from Second April) - John Woods Duke, Constance Mills Herreshoff (Elaine)
Oh come, my lad, or go, my lad - Lynn Steele (The betrothal)
Oh, oh, you will be sorry for that word! - John Mitchell (You'll be sorry)
Oh, sleep forever in the Latmian Cave (Oh, sleep forever in the Latmian Cave) (from Fatal Interview) - Ivana M. Themmen [x]
Oh, sleep forever in the Latmian Cave (from Fatal Interview) [x] - Ivana M. Themmen (Oh, sleep forever in the Latmian Cave)
Oh, think not I am faithful to a vow! (Oh, think not I am faithful to a vow!) (from A Few Figs from Thistles) - Jay Poûhe
Oh, think not I am faithful to a vow! (from A Few Figs from Thistles) - Jay Poûhe (Oh, think not I am faithful to a vow!)
On hearing a Symphony of Beethoven (Sweet sounds, oh, beautiful music, do not cease!) (from The Buck in the Snow) GER
On hearing a Symphony of Beethoven (Sweet sounds, oh, beautiful music, do not cease!) (from The Buck in the Snow) - Lloyd Alvin Pfautsch, Ivana M. Themmen GER
O thou, of all the Angels loveliest and most learned (from Flowers of Evil) CZE HUN (The Litanies of Satan)
Ô toi, le plus savant et le plus beau des Anges (from Flowers of Evil) CZE HUN - Miriam Gideon (The Litanies of Satan)
O World, I cannot hold thee close enough! (from Renascence and Other Poems) (God's World)
O World, I cannot hold thee close enough! (from Renascence and Other Poems) - Samuel Hans Adler, Carl Alette, Thomas Colville, Sandor Harmati, William Howard Schuman, Jacques Wolfe (God's World)
Perfidious prince (Shall I be prisoner till my pulses stop) (from Fatal Interview) - Ellis Bonoff Kohs [x]
Pile high the hickory and the light - Juliana Hall (Winter night)
Pity me not because the light of day (Pity me not because the light of day) (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) - William Bolcom
Pity me not because the light of day (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) - William Bolcom (Pity me not because the light of day)
Pity me not because the light of day (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) - Robert Kelly (Pity me not)
Pity me not (Pity me not because the light of day) (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) - Robert Kelly
Post mortem (Sweet love, sweet thorn, when lightly to my heart) (from Fatal Interview) - Ellis Bonoff Kohs
Prayer to Persephone (Be to her, Persephone) (from Second April - Memorial to D. C.)
Prayer to Persephone (Be to her, Persephone) (from Second April - Memorial to D. C.) - Lucy W. Ricketts
Rain comes down . . . and hushes the town (from The Lamp and the Bell) - Arthur Edward Drummond Bliss, Sir, Michael Armand Fink (Rain comes down)
Rain comes down (Rain comes down . . . and hushes the town) (from The Lamp and the Bell) - Arthur Edward Drummond Bliss, Sir, Michael Armand Fink
Recuerdo (We were very tired, we were very merry) (from A Few Figs from Thistles) - Victoria Bond, Mario Castelnuovo-Tedesco, Jonathan Dove, L. Margueritte House, John Lessard, John Musto
Remembering () - Tobias Picker [x]
Renascence (All I could see from where I stood) (from Renascence and Other Poems)
Scrub (If I grow bitterly)
Scrub (If I grow bitterly) - George Tsontakis
Shall I be prisoner till my pulses stop (from Fatal Interview) [x] - Ellis Bonoff Kohs (Perfidious prince)
Shall I give your regards to Broadway, — now that I am here within - Juliana Hall (To Arthur Davison Ficke)
Siege (This I do being mad) (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) - Arthur Edward Drummond Bliss, Sir
Silver bark of beech, and sallow (Counting-out rhyme)
Silver bark of beech, and sallow - Rick Sowash (Twig of willow)
Since of no creature living the last breath (from Fatal Interview) [x] - Ellis Bonoff Kohs (Immortality)
Soliloquy (Time does not bring relief: you all have lied) (from Renascence and Other Poems - Sonnets) - Judith Lang Zaimont
Some things are dark — or think they are (Some things are dark)
Some things are dark — or think they are - Juliana Hall (Some things are dark)
Some things are dark (Some things are dark — or think they are)
Some things are dark (Some things are dark — or think they are) - Juliana Hall
Song of a Second April (April this year, not otherwise) (from Second April) - Timothy Hoekman
Song (Gone, gone again is Summer the lovely) (from The Buck in the Snow)
Song (Gone, gone again is Summer the lovely) (from The Buck in the Snow) - Juliana Hall
Sonnet VIII (I, being born a woman and distressed) (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems - Sonnets from an Ungrafted Tree) FRI
Sonnet IX (Here is a wound that never will heal, I know)
Sonnet XVII (Loving you less than life, a little less) (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems - Sonnets from an Ungrafted Tree)
Sonnet XXVIII (When we are old and these rejoicing veins) (from Fatal Interview)
Sonnet XXX (Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink) (from Fatal Interview)
Sonnet XLIII (What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why) (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems - Sonnets from an Ungrafted Tree) FRI GER
Sonnet (I shall go back again to the bleak shore) (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems - Sonnets from an Ungrafted Tree) - Thomas B. Briccetti
Sonnet (Thou famished grave, I will not fill thee yet)
"Son," said my mother, when I was knee-high (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) (The Ballad of the Harp-Weaver)
Son," said my mother (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) (The Ballad of the Harp-Weaver)
Son," said my mother (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) - Richard Pearson Thomas (The Ballad of the Harp-Weaver)
Son," said my mother (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) - Elinor Remick Warren (The harp weaver)
Souvenir (Just a rainy day or two) (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) - Ricky Ian Gordon
Spring is here, — and I could be very happy, except that I am broke. Would - Juliana Hall (To Harriet Monroe)
Spring (To what purpose, April, do you return again?) (from Second April)
Spring (To what purpose, April, do you return again?) (from Second April) - Jake Heggie, Kirke Mechem
Sweet love, sweet thorn, when lightly to my heart (from Fatal Interview) - Ellis Bonoff Kohs (Post mortem)
Sweet love, sweet thorn, when lightly to my heart (from Fatal Interview) - Robert Manno (Sweet love, sweet thorn)
Sweet love, sweet thorn (Sweet love, sweet thorn, when lightly to my heart) (from Fatal Interview) - Robert Manno
Sweet sounds, o beautiful music (Sweet sounds, oh, beautiful music, do not cease!) (from The Buck in the Snow) - John Woods Duke GER
Sweet sounds, oh, beautiful music, do not cease! (from The Buck in the Snow) GER (On hearing a Symphony of Beethoven)
Sweet sounds, oh, beautiful music, do not cease! (from The Buck in the Snow) GER - Lloyd Alvin Pfautsch, Ivana M. Themmen (On hearing a Symphony of Beethoven)
Sweet sounds, oh, beautiful music, do not cease! (from The Buck in the Snow) GER - John Woods Duke (Sweet sounds, o beautiful music)
Tavern (I'll keep a little tavern) (from Renascence and Other Poems)
The Ballad of the Harp-Weaver (Son," said my mother) (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems)
The Ballad of the Harp-Weaver (Son," said my mother) (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) - Richard Pearson Thomas
The beast that rends me in the sight of all (from Fatal Interview) [x] - Elinor Remick Warren
The betrothal (Oh come, my lad, or go, my lad) - Lynn Steele
The concert (No, I will go alone) (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) - Timothy Hoekman
The death of Autumn (When reeds are dead and straw to thatch the marshes) (from Second April)
The death of Autumn (When reeds are dead and straw to thatch the marshes) (from Second April) - Harrison Kerr
The Dream (Love, if I weep it will not matter) (from Renascence and Other Poems)
The Dream (Love, if I weep it will not matter) (from Renascence and Other Poems) - John Mitchell
The first rose on my rose tree (from Renascence and Other Poems) - Lynn Steele (A song of shattering)
The harp weaver (Son," said my mother) (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) - Elinor Remick Warren
The heart can push the sea and land (from Renascence and Other Poems) (Renascence)
The heart once broken is a heart no more (from Fatal Interview) [x] - Elinor Remick Warren
The horseshoe (Wonder where this horseshoe went) (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx) - John Woods Duke
The light comes back with Columbine; she brings - John Mitchell (Columbine)
The Litanies of Satan (O thou, of all the Angels loveliest and most learned) (from Flowers of Evil) CZE HUN
The Litanies of Satan (Ô toi, le plus savant et le plus beau des Anges) (from Flowers of Evil) - Miriam Gideon CZE HUN
The little tavern (I'll keep a little tavern) (from Renascence and Other Poems) - Ruth W. Vanderlip
The one who might have borne a message () - Richard Pearson Thomas [x]
The pear tree (In the squalid, dirty dooryard)
The pear tree (In the squalid, dirty dooryard) - Pasquale J. Spino
The Philosopher (And what are you that, wanting you) (from A Few Figs from Thistles) - Timothy Hoekman
The railroad track is miles away (from Second April) - Gary Bachlund, John Mitchell, Lynn Steele (Travel)
The return from town (As I sat down by Saddle Stream) (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) - H. Leslie Adams, Arthur Edward Drummond Bliss, Sir, Thomas B. Briccetti, J. Robert Carroll, John Woods Duke, Constance Mills Herreshoff, Timothy Hoekman, John Mitchell
The return () (from Wine from these Grapes) [x]
The return () (from Wine from these Grapes) - Robert Kelly [x]
There was a road ran past our house (from A Few Figs from Thistles) (The unexplorer)
There was a road ran past our house (from A Few Figs from Thistles) - (Edward) Maurice Besly (The unexplorer)
The Road to Avrillé (April again in Avrillé) (from The Buck in the Snow)
The Road to Avrillé (April again in Avrillé) (from The Buck in the Snow) - Timothy Hoekman, Sven Lekberg, Richard Pearson Thomas
These wet rocks where the tide has been - Lynn Steele (Low tide)
The Spring and the Fall (In the spring of the year, in the spring of the year) (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems)
The Spring and the Fall (In the spring of the year, in the spring of the year) (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) - Sven Lekberg
The true encounter (Wolf!" cried my cunning heart) - Andy Vores
The unexplorer (There was a road ran past our house) (from A Few Figs from Thistles)
The unexplorer (There was a road ran past our house) (from A Few Figs from Thistles) - (Edward) Maurice Besly
The wild swans (I looked in my heart while the wild swans went over) (from Second April) - John Mitchell
The world stands out on either side (All I could see from where I stood) (from Renascence and Other Poems) - Benjamin Franklin White
Think not, not for a moment let your mind - John Mitchell (Beauty)
Thin Rain, whom are you haunting (from Second April) (Wraith)
Thin Rain, whom are you haunting (from Second April) - Ivana M. Themmen (Wraith)
This I do being mad (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems) - Arthur Edward Drummond Bliss, Sir (Siege)
Thistles and roses (All the grown-up people say) (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx) - John Woods Duke
Thou famished grave, I will not fill thee yet (Sonnet)
Thou famished grave, I will not fill thee yet - John Woods Duke (Thou famished grave)
Thou famished grave (Thou famished grave, I will not fill thee yet) - John Woods Duke
Thursday (And if I loved you Wednesday) (from A Few Figs from Thistles)
Thursday (And if I loved you Wednesday) (from A Few Figs from Thistles) - Iris Brussels, Horace Johnson
Time cannot break the bird's wing from the bird (To a young poet)
Time cannot break the bird's wing from the bird - Richard Pearson Thomas (To a young poet)
Time does not bring relief: you all have lied (from Renascence and Other Poems - Sonnets) - Judith Lang Zaimont (Soliloquy)
Time does not bring relief: you all have lied (from Renascence and Other Poems - Sonnets) - John Woods Duke, Ernest Gold, John Mitchell (Time does not bring relief)
Time does not bring relief (Time does not bring relief: you all have lied) (from Renascence and Other Poems - Sonnets) - John Woods Duke, Ernest Gold, John Mitchell
To Anne Gardner Lynch (I have just got your letter. Oh, if I could just get my arms about) - Juliana Hall
To Arthur Davison Ficke (I have wanted so often to write you -- not that I like writing) - Juliana Hall
To Arthur Davison Ficke (It’s not true that life is one damn thing after another — it’s one damn) - Juliana Hall
To Arthur Davison Ficke (Shall I give your regards to Broadway, — now that I am here within) - Juliana Hall
To a young poet (Time cannot break the bird's wing from the bird)
To a young poet (Time cannot break the bird's wing from the bird) - Richard Pearson Thomas
To Harriet Monroe (Spring is here, — and I could be very happy, except that I am broke. Would) - Juliana Hall
To Mother (Do you know, almost all people love their mothers, but I have never met) - Juliana Hall
To Mr. Ficke and Mr. Bynner (Mr. Earle has acquainted me with your wild surmises. Gentlemen) - Juliana Hall
To Norma Millay (I am working like the devil, which is why I don’t write more) - Juliana Hall
To the Not Impossible Him (How shall I know, unless I go) (from A Few Figs from Thistles)
To the Not Impossible Him (How shall I know, unless I go) (from A Few Figs from Thistles) - (Edward) Maurice Besly
To what purpose, April, do you return again? (from Second April) (Spring)
To what purpose, April, do you return again? (from Second April) - Jake Heggie, Kirke Mechem (Spring)
Travel (The railroad track is miles away) (from Second April) - Gary Bachlund, John Mitchell, Lynn Steele
Twig of willow (Silver bark of beech, and sallow) - Rick Sowash
Vanished Summer (Gone, gone again is Summer the lovely) (from The Buck in the Snow) - Edward C. Harris
Ways to die (I know a hundred ways to die) (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx) - John Woods Duke
We were very tired, we were very merry (from A Few Figs from Thistles) - Victoria Bond, Mario Castelnuovo-Tedesco, Jonathan Dove, L. Margueritte House, John Lessard, John Musto (Recuerdo)
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems - Sonnets from an Ungrafted Tree) FRI GER (Sonnet XLIII)
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why (What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why) (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems - Sonnets from an Ungrafted Tree) - Jonathan Dove, Robert Manno, Jay Poûhe FRI GER
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems - Sonnets from an Ungrafted Tree) FRI GER - Jonathan Dove, Robert Manno, Jay Poûhe (What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why)
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems - Sonnets from an Ungrafted Tree) FRI GER - Carl Alette, Gary Bachlund, Jack Hamilton Beeson, Leonard Bernstein, Michael Armand Fink, Jake Heggie, Alva Henderson, Robert Kelly, William Mayer (What lips my lips have kissed)
What lips my lips have kissed (What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why) (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems - Sonnets from an Ungrafted Tree) - Carl Alette, Gary Bachlund, Jack Hamilton Beeson, Leonard Bernstein, Michael Armand Fink, Jake Heggie, Alva Henderson, Robert Kelly, William Mayer FRI GER
When reeds are dead and straw to thatch the marshes (from Second April) (The death of Autumn)
When reeds are dead and straw to thatch the marshes (from Second April) - Harrison Kerr (The death of Autumn)
When we are old and these rejoicing veins (from Fatal Interview) (Sonnet XXVIII)
When we are old and these rejoicing veins (from Fatal Interview) - Alva Henderson (When we are old...)
When we are old... (When we are old and these rejoicing veins) (from Fatal Interview) - Alva Henderson
When we meet again (Sonnet) (I, being born a woman and distressed) (from The Harp-Weaver and other poems - Sonnets from an Ungrafted Tree) - Tobias Picker FRI
Where she lies (Heap not on this mound) (from Second April - Memorial to D. C.) - Henry Dixon Cowell
Wild swans (I looked in my heart while the wild swans went over) (from Second April) - H. Leslie Adams, John Woods Duke, Paul Fetler, Harrison Kerr, Lynn Steele, Ivana M. Themmen
Winter night (Pile high the hickory and the light) - Juliana Hall
Wolf!" cried my cunning heart - Andy Vores (The true encounter)
Women have loved before as I love now (Women have loved before as I love now) (from Fatal Interview) - Jake Heggie, Jay Poûhe
Women have loved before as I love now (from Fatal Interview) - Jake Heggie, Jay Poûhe (Women have loved before as I love now)
Wonder where this horseshoe went (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx) - Kenneth Smith (Horse shoe)
Wonder where this horseshoe went (from Poems Selected for Young People - From a Very Little Sphinx) - John Woods Duke (The horseshoe)
Wraith (Thin Rain, whom are you haunting) (from Second April)
Wraith (Thin Rain, whom are you haunting) (from Second April) - Ivana M. Themmen
You'll be sorry (Oh, oh, you will be sorry for that word!) - John Mitchell

Last update: 2020-10-17 00:03:15

Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892 - 1950)

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