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SONNET: 7 by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY

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First Line: I DO BUT ASK THAT YOU BE ALWAYS FAIR
Last Line: LIKE THE SWEET YEAR, DOING ALL THINGS GRACIOUSLY.
I do but ask that you be always fair,
That I for ever may continue kind;
Knowing me what I am, you should not dare
To lapse from beauty ever, nor seek to bind
My alterable mood with lesser cords:
Weeping and such soft matters but invite
To further vagrancy, and bitter words
Chafe soon to irremediable flight.
Wherefore I pray you if you love me dearly
Less dear to hold me than your own bright charms,
Whence it may fall that until death or nearly
I shall not move to struggle from your arms;
Fade if you must; I would but bid you be
Like the sweet year, doing all things graciously.



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