Edna St. Vincent Millay – Feb 25, Iyengar Level III

Found this while browsing for something else; the beauty of wandering through a library or even a single book. I was “waylaid by Beauty”. The internet, while useful, is not the same.

Assault

I had forgotten how the frogs must sound

After a year of silence, else I think

I should not so have ventured forth alone

At dusk upon this unfrequented road.

I am waylaid by Beauty.

Who will walk Between me and the crying of the frogs?

Oh, savage Beauty, suffer me to pass,

That am a timid woman, on her way

From one house to another!