Ashes of Life

Edna St. Vincent Millay

1892 to 1950

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But ah! — to lie awake and hear the slow hours strike!
Love has gone and left me and the days are all alike;
There's this little street and this little house.
There's little use in anything as far as I can see.
But all the things that I begin I leave before I'm through, —
And life goes on forever like the gnawing of a mouse, —
Love has gone and left me and I don't know what to do;
This or that or what you will is all the same to me;
Would that it were day again! — with twilight near!
Love has gone and left me, — and the neighbors knock and borrow,
Eat I must, and sleep I will, — and would that night were here!
And to-morrow and to-morrow and to-morrow and to-morrow