Lyric Poem · Life
First Fig
by Edna St. Vincent Millay · 1920
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends—
It gives a lovely light!
This poem is in the public domain.
“First Fig” by Edna St. Vincent Millay — quilloak.com/poems/first-fig
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