Sara Teasdale, comp. (1884–1933).
The Answering Voice: One Hundred Love Lyrics by Women. 1917.

Rispetto: I

A. Mary F. Robinson

WHAT good is there, ah me, what good in Love?

Since, even if you love me, we must part;

And since for either, an’ you cared enough,

There ’s but division and a broken heart?

And yet, God knows, to hear you say: My Dear!

I would lie down and stretch me on the bier.

And yet would I, to hear you say: My Own!

With mine own hands drag down the burial stone.