Passer Mortuus Est

by Edna St. Vincent Millay

　　

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Passer Mortuus Est was published in Millay's collection, Second April (1921).

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Death devours all lovely things; Lesbia with her sparrow Shares the darkness,—presently Every bed is narrow. Unremembered as old rain Dries the sheer libation, And the little petulant hand Is an annotation. After all, my erstwhile dear, My no longer cherished, Need we say it was not love, Now that love is perished?

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