Epitaph

Edna St. Vincent MillayEdna St. Vincent Millay

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Heap not on this mound
  Roses that she loved so well;
Why bewilder her with roses,
  That she cannot see or smell?
She is happy where she lies
  With the dust upon her eyes.
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Edna St. Vincent Millay

1892 - 1950/Female/AmericanA poet and playwright, Millay was known for her feminist activism, in which she explored female sexuality and women's rights.

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