The Philosopher

Edna St. Vincent Millay

And what are you that, missing you,
  I should be kept awake
As many nights as there are days
  With weeping for your sake?

And what are you that, missing you,
  As many days as crawl
I should be listening to the wind
  And looking at the wall?

I know a man that’s a braver man
  And twenty men as kind,
And what are you, that you should be
  The one man in my mind?

Yet women’s ways are witless ways,
  As any sage will tell,—
And what am I, that I should love
  So wisely and so well?

Next 10 Poems

• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Poet And His Book
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Prisoner
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Shroud
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Singing-woman From The Wood's Edge
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Suicide
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Unexplorer
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : Thou Art Not Lovelier Than Lilacs,-no
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : Three Songs Of Shattering
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : Thursday
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : Time Does Not Bring Relief; You All Have Lied

Previous 10 Poems

• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Penitent
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Merry Maid
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Little Hill
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Little Ghost
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Dream
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Death Of Autumn
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Blue-flag In The Bog
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Bean-stalk
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : Tavern
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : Spring