Safe upon the solid rock the ugly houses stand. Come and see my shining palace built upon the sand!
Edna St. Vincent MillayAnd what are you that, missing you, I should be kept awake As many nights as there are days With weeping for your sake? And what are you that, missing you, As many days as crawl I should be listening to the wind And looking at the wall? I know a man that’s a braver man And twenty men as kind, And what are you, that you should be The one man in my mind? Yet women’s ways are witless ways, As any sage will tell,— And what am I, that I should love So wisely and so well?
Edna St. Vincent MillayNo one but Night, with tears on her dark face, watches beside me in this windy place.
Edna St. Vincent Millay