I Shall Not Die For Thee
Douglas Hyde
1860 to 1949
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For thee, I shall not die,
Woman of high and name;
Foolish men thou mayest slay
I and are not the same.
Why should I expire
For fire of an eye,
Slender waist or swan-like limb,
Is't for them that I should die?
The round breasts, fresh skin,
Cheeks crimson, hair so long and rich;
Indeed, indeed, I shall not die,
Please God, not I, any such.
The golden hair, the forehead thin,
The mien, the gracious ease,
The rounded heel, the languid tone,—
Fools alone find death from these.
Thy sharp wit, thy perfect calm,
Thy thin palm like foam o' sea;
Thy white neck, thy blue eye,
I shall die for thee.
Woman, graceful as the swan,
A man did nurture me.
Little palm, white neck, bright eye,
I shall not die for ye.