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+title: "Dirge Without Music"
+categories:
+  - poem
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+# Dirge Without Mugic
+by Edna St. Vincent Millay
+
+I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.<br>
+So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:<br>
+Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Crowned<br>
+With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.
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+
+Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.<br>
+Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.<br>
+A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,<br>
+A formula, a phrase remains, &mdash;but the best is lost.
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+
+The answers quick and keen, the honest look, the laughter, the love,&mdash;<br>
+They are gone. They are gone to feed the roses. Elegant and curled<br>
+Is the blossom. Fragrant is the blossom. I know. But I do not approve.<br>
+More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the world.
+
+
+Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave<br>
+Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;<br>
+Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.<br>
+I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.