Episode 3: "Tavern" by Edna St. Vincent Millay

Read and more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and listen on Audible, iTunes, Stitcher, Spotify, Anchor.Fm, iHeart, and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Photograph Info: Edna St. Vincent Millay passport photograph---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Poem: I'll keep a little tavern     Below the high hill's crest,  Wherein all grey-eyed people     May set them down and rest. There shall be plates a-plenty,     And mugs to melt the chill  Of all the grey-eyed people     Who happen up the hill. There sound will sleep the traveller,     And dream his journey's end,  But I will rouse at midnight     The falling fire to tend. Aye, 'tis a curious fancy—     But all the good I know  Was taught me out of two grey eyes     A long time ago.