Second April

第32章 PRAYER TO PERSEPHONE

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."

Millay

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