| Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892–1950). Renascence and Other Poems. 1917. |
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| 7. Tavern |
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| I’LL keep a little tavern | |
| Below the high hill’s crest, | |
| Wherein all grey-eyed people | |
| May set them down and rest. | |
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| There shall be plates a-plenty, | 5 |
| And mugs to melt the chill | |
| Of all the grey-eyed people | |
| Who happen up the hill. | |
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| There sound will sleep the traveller, | |
| And dream his journey’s end, | 10 |
| But I will rouse at midnight | |
| The falling fire to tend. | |
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| Aye, ’tis a curious fancy— | |
| But all the good I know | |
| Was taught me out of two grey eyes | 15 |
| A long time ago. | |
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