When I Too Long Have Looked Upon Your Face

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Title:     When I Too Long Have Looked Upon Your Face
Author: Edna St Vincent Millay [More Titles by Millay]

When I too long have looked upon your face,
Wherein for me a brightness unobscured
Save by the mists of brightness has its place,
And terrible beauty not to be endured,
I turn away reluctant from your light,
And stand irresolute, a mind undone,
A silly, dazzled thing deprived of sight
From having looked too long upon the sun.
Then is my daily life a narrow room
In which a little while, uncertainly,
Surrounded by impenetrable gloom,
Among familiar things grown strange to me
Making my way, I pause, and feel, and hark,
Till I become accustomed to the dark.

[The end]
Edna St Vincent Millay's poem: When I Too Long Have Looked Upon Your Face

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