The later work of Millay is still under copyright
and cannot be printed here. – Ed.

And You as Well Must Die, Beloved Dust
I Shall Forget You Presently, My Dear
I Think I Should Have Loved You Presently
Into the Golden Vessel of Great Song
Once More into My Arid Days like Dew
Passer Mortuus Est
Recuerdo
Thursday
To the Not Impossible Him
When the Year Grows Old
Wild Swans