...the poems of Miss Millay. Witness "The Penitent," from Harriet Monroe's Poetry: A Magazine of Verse: I had a little Sorrow, Born of a little Sin, I found..."And, Little Sin, pray God to die, And I upon the fjpor will lie And think how bad I've been !" Alas for pious planning — It mattered not a whit! As...

...in a few hundred yards. What gives us our delight in rhythmic poetry but its "carrying on" quality? "I had a little sorrow Born of a little sin I found a room all damp with gloom, And, locking the door tightly, for safety's sake, I shut us within." n.. What a monstrosity! We were expecting...

...downs the drink, gets back on the stool and speaks without need of the book.) EDNA- YOUNG VINCENT. I had a little Sorrow, Born of a little Sin, I found...a room all damp with gloom And shut us all within; (Her audience is enjoying this.) And, "Little Sorrow, weep," said I, "And, Little Sin, pray God to...

...it led It brought you to the milk-man's door. (That's why I have not travelled more.) GROWN-UP Was it for this I uttered prayers, And sobbed and cursed...a room all damp with gloom And shut us all within; 5 And, "Little Sorrow, weep," said I, "And, Little Sin, pray God to die, And I upon the floor will...

...make you feel abject. It's stimulating loneliness. —Anne Morrow Lindbergh I had a little Sorrow, Bom of a little Sin, I found a room all damp with gloom...upon the floor will lie And think how bad I've been!" —Edna St. Vincent Millav Picturing his grandfather's face the last time he'd seen him alive — six...