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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?
Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Interpretation

What this quote means

The quote reflects the disillusionment of adult responsibilities and the loss of youthful dreams.

In this poem, Edna St. Vincent Millay expresses frustration and disappointment at the mundane reality of adulthood, contrasting it sharply with the passionate desires and aspirations of youth. The imagery of praying, sobbing, and kicking stairs conveys her struggle against the constraints of domestic life, ultimately questioning whether the sacrifices made for maturity were worth it, as she finds herself resigned to a life of routine and early bedtimes.

Themes

DisillusionmentAdulthoodDreamsResponsibilityLife

In practice

Example use cases

During a discussion about the challenges of adult life, one might use this quote to illustrate the feeling of disappointment in lost dreams.

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