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FROM A VERY LITTLE SPHINX: 4 by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY

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First Line: I KNOW A HUNDRED WAYS TO DIE
Last Line: AND DRINKING IT WOULD WASTE IT.
I know a hundred ways to die;
I've often thought I'd try one;
Lie down beneath a motor truck
Some day when standing by one,

Or throw myself from off a bridge,
Except such things must be
So hard upon the scavengers
And men that clean the sea.

I know some poison I could drink;
I've often thought I'd taste it;
But Mother bought it for the sink,
And drinking it would waste it.



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