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Edna St. Vincent Millay - Thou Art Not Lovelier Than Lilacs
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Thou art not lovelier than lilacs,—no, 
   Nor honeysuckle; thou art not more fair 
   Than small white single poppies,—I can bear 
Thy beauty; though I bend before thee, though 
From left to right, not knowing where to go, 
   I turn my troubled eyes, nor here nor there 
   Find any refuge from thee, yet I swear 
So has it been with mist,—with moonlight so. 
Like him who day by day unto his draught 
   Of delicate poison adds him one drop more 
Till he may drink unharmed the death of ten, 
Even so, inured to beauty, who have quaffed 
   Each hour more deeply than the hour before, 
I drink—and live—what has destroyed some men.
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