Bluebeard (Sonnet VI)
Edna St. Vincent Millay * Track #18 On Renascence and Other Poems
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- #7Three Songs of Shattering
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- #9The Dream
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- #11Blight
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- #12When the Year Grows Old
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- #13Sonnets
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- #14If I should learn, in some quite casual way
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- #15Thou art not lovelier than lilacs,—no
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- #16Mindful of you the sodden earth in spring
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- #17Not in this chamber only at my birth
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- #18Bluebeard (Sonnet VI)
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- #19This door you might not open, and you did
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- #20Time does not bring relief (Sonnet II)
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Bluebeard (Sonnet VI) by Edna St. Vincent Millay
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From Renascence and Other Poems
Based a french folktale of the same name.
Bluebeard is a wealthy aristocrat, feared and shunned because of his ugly, blue beard. He has been married several times, but no one knows what became of his wives. He is therefore avoided by the local girls. When Bluebeard...
Bluebeard (Sonnet VI) Annotated
This door you might not open, and you did;
So enter now, and see for what slight thing
You are betrayed…. Here is no treasure hid,
No cauldron, no clear crystal mirroring
The sought-for truth, no heads of women slain
For greed like yours, no writhings of distress,
But only what you see…. Look yet again--
An empty room, cobwebbed and comfortless.
Yet this alone out of my life I kept
Unto myself, lest any know me quite;
And you did so profane me when you crept
Unto the threshold of this room to-night
That I must never more behold your face.
This now is yours. I seek another place.