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