And if I die
Edna St. Vincent Millay
1892 to 1950
Track 1
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I and my verses will be dead indeed,—
So that again not ever in bright need
From all that threatens it—why—let me give
That which we died to champion, hurt no whit.
Which part alone of me had chance to live,
If from all taint of indignation, free
For, should I cancel by one passionate screed
And if I die, because that part of me
To moles my dubious immortality.
Must be my art, and thereby fugitive
All that in chaste reflection I have writ,
Where right through wrong might make its way, and be;
A man shall want my verse and reach for it,
Chose to be honours threshing-floor, a sieve
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