A Poem from Edna St. Vincent Millay: Grown-up Was it for this I uttered prayers, And sobbed and cursed and kicked the stairs, That now, domestic as a plate, I should retire at half-past eight?
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SHE is neither pink nor pale, And she never will be all mine; She learned her hands in a fairy-tale, And her mouth on a valentine. She has more hair than she needs; In the sun ’tis a woe to me! And her voice is a string of colored beads, Or steps leading into the sea. She loves me all that she can, And her ways to my ways resign; But she was not made for any man, And she never will be all mine.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote expresses the complexities of love and ownership in a relationship, emphasizing individuality.
In this quote, Edna St. Vincent Millay explores the theme of love that defies possession. The speaker acknowledges the beauty and uniqueness of the woman described, recognizing that she is not confined by traditional notions of femininity or ownership. Instead, she embodies a spirit that is independent and vibrant, suggesting that true love involves appreciating another's individuality rather than trying to possess them. The imagery used portrays her as a fantastical being, highlighting the awe and elusiveness of love.
Themes
LoveIndependenceIndividualityComplexityBeauty
In practice
Example use cases
To express the notion of appreciating someone's uniqueness during a wedding toast.
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