Be to her, Persephone, All the things I might not be; Take her head upon your knee. She that was so proud and wild, Flippant, arrogant and free, She … - Edna St. Vincent Millay

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Be to her, Persephone,
All the things I might not be;
Take her head upon your knee.
She that was so proud and wild,
Flippant, arrogant and free,
She that had no need of me,
Is a little lonely child
Lost in Hell, — Persephone,
Take her head upon your knee;
Say to her, “My dear, my dear,
It is not so dreadful here.