While I May

Sara Teasdale

Wind and hail and veering rain,
   Driven mist that veils the day,
Soul’s distress and body’s pain,
   I would bear you while I may.

I would love you if I might,
   For so soon my life will be
Buried in a lasting night,
   Even pain denied to me.

Next 10 Poems

• Sara Teasdale : White Fog
• Sara Teasdale : Wild Asters
• Sara Teasdale : Winter Dusk
• Sara Teasdale : Winter Stars
• Sara Teasdale : Wisdom
• Sara Teasdale : Wood Song
• Sara Teasdale : Young Love
• Sara Teasdale : Youth And The Pilgrim
• Alfred Lord Tennyson : A Farewell
• Alfred Lord Tennyson : After-thought

Previous 10 Poems

• Sara Teasdale : When Love Was Born
• Sara Teasdale : When Love Goes
• Sara Teasdale : What Do I Care?
• Sara Teasdale : Water Lilies
• Sara Teasdale : Vox Corporis
• Sara Teasdale : Villa Serbelloni, Bellaggio
• Sara Teasdale : Union Square
• Sara Teasdale : Understanding
• Sara Teasdale : Two Songs For Solitude: The Solitary
• Sara Teasdale : Two Songs For Solitude: The Crystal Gazer