The Courage That My Mother Had 

Edna St. Vincent Millay 

The courage that my mother had 
Went with her, and is with her still: 
Rock from New England quarried;
Now granite in a granite hill. 

The golden brooch my mother wore 
She left behind for me to wear; 
I have no thing I treasure more: 
Yet, it is something I could spare. 

Oh, if instead she’d left to me 

The thing she took into the grave!— 
That courage like a rock, which she 
Has no more need of, and I have.

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