Edna St. Vincent Millay: The first rose on my rose-tree Budded, bloomed, and shattered, During sad


	Edna St. Vincent Millay Poetry Quotes Edna St. Vincent Millay The first rose on my rose-tree Budded, bloomed, and shattered, During sad days when to me Nothing mattered. Grief of grief has drained me clean; Still it seems a pity No one saw, - it must have been Very pretty. Edna St. Vincent Millay BestQuotes4Ever.com The first rose on my rose-tree Budded, bloomed, and shattered, During sad days when to me Nothing mattered. Grief of grief has drained me clean; Still it seems a pity No one saw, - it must have been Very pretty. Poetry, Grief 3372

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